Bidder Number Forty-Seven Offers Three Hundred Five Thousand for the Kearney Farm
Brenda turned the page over and frowned.
“It’s ten hours straight,” she said.
“Four patients before lunch, six after.
Back-to-back scaling and root planing.”
I reached into my jacket pocket, took out my canvas tool pouch, and unrolled it on the plastic table.
I took out my metal dental scaler and traced the sharp edge of the hook with my thumb while I thought about the heavy schedule.
“I’m used to long days,” I said.
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