Chapter 117: Memories Like Smoke

Leonard Zimmerman returned to Mila Showyer's room. She had set the clothes aside and picked up a book, her eyes already skimming the page. "That's it for today's treatment. I have a few things to take care of," Leonard said. "Go on, I get it. You're the only doctor in the village-night house calls are just part of the job," Mila said with a smile, then lowered her gaze to the book again. "We'll continue tomorrow," Leonard said. Mila was always considerate. If Lauryn Tibbert heard about this, nine...