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uneventfully for Maggie. While the Snake gang members continued to watch her apartment, there were no further incidents of vandalism. As she drove into the doctor’s parking lot in Seattle on Saturday, she debated the wisdom of this trip. Did she really want to use a matchmaking service to find someone special to share her life? What if Claire was unable to find someone who was willing to accept Mamzell? She would not get rid of her cat like a disposable commodity just for a remote chance at romance. It was “Love Me, Love My Cat” all the way. But in this day and age, most men seemed to understand that women sometimes came with not only pets, but children, too. She felt it wasn’t asking too much of a guy to accept her cat along with herself. She only had to worry about whether a foreign country required long quarantine times, right? That shouldn’t be too difficult to deal with.
    Maggie walked into the clinic and checked in with the receptionist, who was wearing pastel scrubs with zoo animals printed on them. “Hi, my name is Maggie Cline. Claire O’Donnell with IMS said she made an appointment for me to get a physical.”
    “Hello, Ms. Cline. Yes, we have you down for ten o’clock. If you could please fill out this questionnaire, that would be great. You can have a seat in the lobby until we’re ready,” said the gray-haired receptionist.
    Maggie took her clipboard and pen and went to find a seat in the lobby. This wasn’t too difficult considering there was no one else in the lobby. She would have thought any doctor’s office open on Saturday would be packed with patients.
    The questionnaire was very thick and asked for a complete medical background along with many questions that Maggie felt were extremely personal. “Have you had any type of surgery before? If so, please list the type(s) and date(s). Have you ever been pregnant? If so, how many times? What form of birth control do you use?” Sheesh, thought Maggie, they sure don’t pull any punches on the questions.
    “Ms. Cline? Dr. Vidortan is ready for you,” called a nurse.
    Maggie rose and walked through the heavy door the woman held open for her. “Just this way to room two please. I will get your vital signs and your weight and height then the doctor will be in.”  After getting this information written in a chart, the nurse then said, “If you could please undress completely, put this gown on and wrap this sheet around your waist, the doctor will be right in.” The nurse stepped out of the room without another word.
    After Maggie followed those instructions, she climbed up onto the paper-draped exam table and waited for the doctor. It wasn’t long before a light tap sounded at the door and Maggie called out for the person to enter.
    “Good morning, Ms. Cline, I’m Doctor Cody Vidortan, how are you today?” asked the man. He had a mega-watt smile and the brightest blue eyes Maggie had ever seen on a person. He was tall and looked to be in his late twenties. Maggie figured he hadn’t been a doctor a long time, not with those baby cheeks.
    “I’m good, Doctor.”
    “Good, good. Now we’ll just do a complete exam on you today and get you on your way.”
    After the most thorough physical exam she had ever endured, which included a full set of x-rays, the nurse came in to ask for a urine sample and said she needed to draw blood. Maggie wasn’t fond of needles, but she realized this was part of the testing, so she gave up her four vials of blood.
     “You can get dressed now, Ms. Cline. The test results should be available on Monday. They will be sent to IMS directly. Do you have any questions before you go?” asked the nurse, as she gathered up all of her samples.
    “No. Thanks,” said Maggie.
    After dressing, Maggie gathered her coat and purse, bid farewell to the receptionist and went to her truck. As a treat to herself for enduring all that poking and prodding, Maggie decided to visit Pike Place Market. She had only been once