The Nurse of Doom

"Tell me, my dear, did you have any trouble with your pets when you were younger?"
Lucy could hardly kept her face straight. It was difficult to decide if she felt more insulted or amused. A sudden tip-tap brought her back to reality from her brief day-dreaming. The sound of a heel tapping sharply.
"I don't think so, ma'am."
"Did you never have a pet? Interesting".
The nurse wrote something in her black-leather notebook. The heels of doom gloomily silent.
"I did have pets, ma'am, but no trouble".
"How did they die?"
"The first one died of old age. The second one, I had already left home, she went mad and I took her to the vet."
"And, even so, you said you don't have any issues with pets, do you?"
"No, ma'am".
"All right, then".
Lucy took a sip of tea. The nurse offered her some biscuits in her professional voice. Lucy didn't like the nurse and neither did she like the long sessions she had to go through once a week. Rupert could laugh openly about it, but Lucy was starting to get really nervous. The nurse was "someone" at Meestake. Bad marks in Masonry and a bad report from the nurse could make an absolutely dangerous mixture.
The heel of doom startled her. Lucy gave an apologetic smile while composing herself.
"Yes, ma'am?"
"My dear, I see you are distracted. It's all right, Mr. Carter has told me how hard you are working for his class. Keep the spirit up, my girl, hard work has always been the answer."
"Yes, ma'am".
"Another biscuit? No? Well, you may go now, dear."
"Yes, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am".
"Don't forget your assignement for next week"
Alone in her bed-room, Lucy read her task. What happened to Wendy after the Peter Pan affair? Discuss.
Lucy sighed in defeat. At least it was Friday. Hell, Rupert was going to split his sides with that one!
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