Killer Colonoscopy

“I do,” said Cedric.

Married nearly a year, they were still in newlywed mode.

 

The next day, Cedric executed a classic mouse-chases-cat maneuver and cornered Dr. Flannery in the hospital gift shop, where the gastroenterologist was pretending to examine a display of knitted toilet-paper-roll covers.

“Dr. Flannery,” said Cedric.

“Mr. Goram,” said the physician, whose face was pale.





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