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Asher helped me to stand and I leaned my shaking body against his as he guided me back onto the cobble streets. We were still in the rough part of town, what with dilapidated houses and dingy alleys, but he steered us through like we were on a leisurely stroll through his own familiar neighborhood.
"You know a lot of this city, don't you?" I guessed.
He looked ahead as he nodded. "Yes. My practice takes me wherever I must go."
"Then you really are a doctor?" I asked him.
"We're almost there," he promised.
I followed his gaze and saw that his eyes were fixed on a small shop with a whitewashed front that stood out from its peeled neighbors. A sign hung over the door with the word Doctor written on it in bright red letters. A large window covered much of the front, but a heavy cu
