I HAD TO DO something.
"Are you really a doctor?" I quickly asked. Ruthie stiffened, dropping her eyelids with suspicion.
Dr. Frankler raised one perfectly manicured eyebrow. "Of course, I am, Tru. Why do you ask?"
"Well, I guess what I mean is ... is that all that you are?"
She gave me a look that made me feel like a bug on a petri dish. Then she chuckled, her eyes sparkling.
"My goodness, what are you getting at?" Her words seemed to attach themselves to my brain, digging in and coaxing out an answer.
I pulled my lips in, trying to prevent the words from betraying me, but it was no use. "I-I need to know if you're human. And who you're working for. Other than the school of course."
Ruthie gasped. "Tru!" I looked at her, shaking my head.
"I mean," I kept going. "We just have we
