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“Thank goodness you’re here, Doc,” his receptionist said. “I was beginning to think you weren’t coming.

“We didn’t have a clue what to do with all the calls for appointments.”

“Appointments?” Eric walked in to find the tiny office filled with pets and their owners, the great majority of whom were women.

“All right,” he said to the tech when she shut the door behind them. “What’s going on?”

“My guess is they’re all here to see you.”

“Me?” Eric shook his head.

“You haven’t read the paper yet?”

“Why does everyone care whether I’ve read the paper yet?” he thundered.

The tech gestured to the folded copy of the Gazette on the corner of his desk. “See for yourself.” She paused. “You might want to sit down.”

He did and then carefully opened the paper to read the headline. “Daddy’s Little Matchmakers.”