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patient’s liver, thinking it was an appendix. This
caused him to turn heavily to drink, but he never
let his colleagues or patients catch him at it. For all
anyone knew, he was a pillar of the community.
Pretty dull. But what if Cosmo is sitting at his desk
when his ex-wife bursts in holding a court order for more
spousal support?
Cosmo looked up from his medical reports.
“Mildred!”
“Court order,” Millie said, throwing an omi-
nous looking document in front of him.
“You can’t just barge in like this! I have pa-
tients to see.”
Millie laughed. “Don’t play honorable doctor
with me. I’m the one who had to pick you up at the
local bars all those years. Still hiding the whiskey
in your cotton jar?”
Cosmo cast a quick glance at the jar by the
window, then turned back to his former spouse.
“So what, are you going to try to smear me now?”
“If I wanted to smear you, I would have told
the papers a long time ago about Mr. Santini and
the young doctor who took out his liver.”
“You’re still holding that over my head?”
“How could anyone, let alone a doctor on the
staff of a major hospital, mistake a liver for an
appendix?” Millie shook her head.
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