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Julia I'm taken aback by his question and honestly left a little speechless. Why would he ask me that? There's no reason for it. I know it's not something that I've ever asked someone before, especially someone that I barely know. While my mind whirls, he just stands there staring at me waiting for me to answer, but I don't have a clue what to say. This doesn't make any sense. As if angels are watching over me, the door to the room opens, and in comes the doctor, and boy am I glad to see him. "Good afternoon, Miss Willow. How are you feeling after your little walk?" Bolocks... looks like he's come here to give me a telling off, but to be honest, right now, I'd take a telling off from him over answering Riley. "I'm sorry about that, doctor. I just wanted to see my daughter." he gives m