Thomas Curwen: The doctor wasted no time getting started.
He took Ana's face in his hands and angled the left side up to the light. He squeezed and pushed the folds of skin on her chin, her cheek and forehead. He separated the eyelids to look at her eye.
"Can you see anything?"
"Yeah."
He asked her to track his finger from left to right.
"A little blurry?"
"Yeah."
He didn't usually work so fast, but he had been disoriented by this new patient. She was the last appointment at the end of a busy day, and he had misread the file. He thought she was here to discuss a face lift.
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