Chapter Two Commuting in Seattle could be very difficult if one didn’t use public transportation, drive a car or use cabs. In this case, the one in question was Stacey. So she tried to make sure that everything that she needed was in a twenty-mile radius of her home to ensure that she could either ride her bike or drive her plum-colored Vespa. However, considering that it rained a lot, she often arrived to all of her engagements soaking wet and somewhat irritable. It was days like this one, sunny and clear, that she wished would last forever. If she could find a place that was perpetually tranquil, she’d move there forever. Dr. H. C. Fourakis had come highly recommended on several accredited websites. Due for an annual checkup, she wondered why she even bothered to go considering she had not been sexually active since the Stone Age. The only thing that was pushing her was the knowledge of how real cervical cancer could be and her desire to be cleared of all possibilities. Her mother had died when she was very young of cervical cancer, and since then she had religiously gone to the doctor for checkups.
