<strong>Moussad ~ injured dove</strong><br/><br/>Moussad pointed to the swollen ankle, “ size of a camel’s udder.”<br/><br/>Goody took it for his cue. One hand for the wrap and the other for the ankle. He carefully lifted the ankle up and manipulated it as he watched Madison’s reaction. He made an effort to be extra gentle. He’d already replaced one white coat.<br/><br/>“Sprained,” the doctor pronounced as he began to wind the wrapping around her ankle.<br/><br/>“Sprang?” Moussad repeated.<br/><br/>The doctor motioned to a pair of crutches leaning against the corner.<br/><br/>“Not Sprang. Sprained.” the doctor corrected.<br/><br/>“I say that word.” Moussad replied emphatically.<br/><br/>“Right. She‘s to stay off the leg for a week,” the doctor instructed.<br/><br/>“How is she get to here and here like that?” Moussad said pointing his two fingers down on his palm and making them move like legs walking.<br/><br/>“Crutches,” the doctor replied and motioned to the corner with his head again.<br/><br/>“Crotches? She got more than one?” Moussad asked curiously.<br/><br/>“Not crotches!” Goody began but saw Moussad regarding Madison with renewed interest and abandoned the language lesson.<br/><br/>Goody’s arm snapped out toward the crutches in the corner as he leaned toward Moussad, “Walking sticks, canes, shepherd’s hooks!”<br/><br/>“Shepherd hook,” Moussad nodded in understanding.<br/><br/>‘Wonderful,” the doctor said ready for the room to empty.<br/><br/>“Take your girl, the hooks and…” He dug in his pocket until he found the right bottle.<br/><br/>“These, give her these three times a day until they’re gone,” He prescribed. “Questions?’<br/><br/>“They not look like hooks,” Moussad replied as the pills were shoved in his hand.<br/><br/>“Yes, well this is England isn’t it. Always a bit different here,” Doctor Goody answered as he held out the pair of crutches to Madison.<br/><br/>“Always?” Moussad said helping Madison off the exam table. “Crotches?”<br/><br/>“Sadly no, one per customer,” the Doctor replied straight faced.<br/><br/>Moussad shrugged as he spoke,” Come Madforson, we go home now!”<br/><br/>