The Pediatrician MAG

By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown

   Onegloomy afternoon Dr. Francis Stanton, a pediatrician, walked through hisoffice with a certain radiance. Pleased by the sight of so manychildren, Dr. Stanton was joyful.

"I love kids," hesaid enthusiastically.

"Why don't you settle down and have afew of your own?" inquired Nurse Weaver.

"Just nevermet the right woman." As he said this the radiance was replaced bya gloom that matched the weather.

I've seen many single men in myday, but I've never seen one respond that way, Nurse Weaver thought. Asshe walked through the lobby she noticed police surrounding Dr.Stanton.

"What's going on here?" sheexclaimed.

"The doctor here is wanted in Jersey for themurder of his wife," they explained.

As he was escorted outthe door with his head down he was heard repeating these words,"She just wasn't the right one, she wasn't the right one."



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i love this !

on Apr. 19 2012 at 3:57 pm
Writer_Jordan GOLD, Ellicott City, Maryland
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Favorite Quote:
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

I'm more than a little confused right now. Beisdes the mushed up words, the incomplete plot. Is there something I'm missing here?


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