Contrary to Claudia's expectations, the blemishes weren't as numerous as she had envisioned. There were about twenty or so, and nearly all of them had faded. Nevertheless, it appeared that they were recent scars; even though the blemishes were gone, faint remnants remained visible on his skin.

“I've completed my examination."

She lifted her head and stole a glance at Bennett. Summoning her courage, she positioned her hands on his shoulder to steady herself as she seated herself beside him.

“I apologize, Mr. Dreskin. I wasn't aware that you had chickenpox." Bennett rebuttoned his shirt, asking, “How did you find out about my breakout now?"

Claudia was at a loss for words.