The waiting room smelled faintly of antiseptic and peppermint tea, the kind of place where time seemed to slow down on purpose. Three elderly gentlemen sat in a row, their coats folded neatly over their knees, their canes resting like loyal companions beside them. Dr.
Halpern glanced over his clipboard and smiled warmly.
Today wasn’t a frightening medical examination; it was simply a memory assessment, a routine check to make sure the mind was aging as gently as the body. The first man, Mr.
Arthur, straightened his back proudly, eager to prove he was still sharp as ever. Dr.
Halpern asked a simple question, “Arthur, what is three times three?” Arthur’s brow furrowed, his lips moving silently as if the numbers were floating just out of reach.
After a long pause, he declared with confidence, “Two hundred and seventy-four!”
The doctor raised an eyebrow but nodded kindly, jotting down a note. Arthur looked pleased with himself, as if he had just solved a great puzzle. Next came Mr.
Bernard, who leaned forward on his cane and winked at the doctor as though they shared a secret joke.
When asked the same question, Bernard replied cheerfully, “Tuesday!” The word hung in the air, puzzling yet oddly delightful. The doctor scribbled again, trying not to laugh, while Bernard chuckled softly at his own answer.
Finally, it was Mr. Clarence’s turn.
He had been quietly watching the exchange, his eyes twinkling with amusement.
When the doctor repeated the question, Clarence paused only briefly before answering, “Nine.” Dr. Halpern looked up in surprise. “That’s correct,” he said.
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