“Miss Parker,” I heard my name called as I was pulled out of my daydream. I sighed and stood up, following the dental hygienist; I really hated the dentist. “Please have a seat, Miss Parker. Your regular dentist is sick today, so we have someone else filling in for him from a different clinic. His name is Laden. He will take great care of you,” informed the hygienist. I plopped down in the chair, making myself comfortable...