Anderson shook his head, rubbing his eyes with a frustrated hand. "Why haven't you had to deal with this before? Why haven't you ever taken him to a doctor before this?"
"He was never sick." Crow said.
"But," Anderson started and then just sighed. "Then why now?"
"Something doesn't seem right." Crow said. "It's that he's too well you might say. He's grown over a foot in the last few weeks, and he's suddenly having almost adult conversations out of the blue." Crow trailed off.
"A foot seems a bit hard to believe." Anderson said. "And he seems like a bright kid, why wouldn't he seem mature for his age?"
"I'd accept that if it was gradual." Crow said. "But it hasn't been, it's been the last few weeks, like he suddenly started taking miracle vitamins. I'm not saying the kid was dumb, he was very intelligent, but the last few weeks it seems like he's grown from being five years old to being ten years old." He paused. "And I mean it about the foot of growth. We mark it every Sunday on the door frame in his room, just one of those kid things."
Anderson tapped his finger on the tablet, looking intrigued despite his reservations. "This is not going to be trivial. I take it you want to keep Alexander still on record as being David?" Crow nodded. "And the reason you just came clean to me is of course because the basic DNA screening would have shown that this not the same kid, right?"
Crow grimaced and then spoke very slowly, enunciating every syllable for emphasis. "I would have had to tell you because of that, yes. But I told you up front because he's my son, and I assume that knowing his full background might help you decipher whatever's going on."
"Okay then. Why shouldn't I just report this?" Anderson asked, tossing his hands up in the air with fake drama. "Do you have any idea the consequences for me if this is found out?"
"Your responsibility is to the well being of your patient." Crow said. "Ask yourself if it is in the best interests of his health to be dragged through court hearings and possibly shipped back to a Russian orphanage."
"Moral blackmail, eh?" Anderson sighed. "It'd be so much simpler if you just got this put through the proper channels, but clearly you're too stubborn for that. Are you willing to front some resources if I need them to get this smoothed over?"
"Whatever it takes." Crow said. "He's my son."
Anderson shook his head and walked out of the room. "Do you have any idea how much paperwork this is going to involve?"
"He was never sick." Crow said.
"But," Anderson started and then just sighed. "Then why now?"
"Something doesn't seem right." Crow said. "It's that he's too well you might say. He's grown over a foot in the last few weeks, and he's suddenly having almost adult conversations out of the blue." Crow trailed off.
"A foot seems a bit hard to believe." Anderson said. "And he seems like a bright kid, why wouldn't he seem mature for his age?"
"I'd accept that if it was gradual." Crow said. "But it hasn't been, it's been the last few weeks, like he suddenly started taking miracle vitamins. I'm not saying the kid was dumb, he was very intelligent, but the last few weeks it seems like he's grown from being five years old to being ten years old." He paused. "And I mean it about the foot of growth. We mark it every Sunday on the door frame in his room, just one of those kid things."
Anderson tapped his finger on the tablet, looking intrigued despite his reservations. "This is not going to be trivial. I take it you want to keep Alexander still on record as being David?" Crow nodded. "And the reason you just came clean to me is of course because the basic DNA screening would have shown that this not the same kid, right?"
Crow grimaced and then spoke very slowly, enunciating every syllable for emphasis. "I would have had to tell you because of that, yes. But I told you up front because he's my son, and I assume that knowing his full background might help you decipher whatever's going on."
"Okay then. Why shouldn't I just report this?" Anderson asked, tossing his hands up in the air with fake drama. "Do you have any idea the consequences for me if this is found out?"
"Your responsibility is to the well being of your patient." Crow said. "Ask yourself if it is in the best interests of his health to be dragged through court hearings and possibly shipped back to a Russian orphanage."
"Moral blackmail, eh?" Anderson sighed. "It'd be so much simpler if you just got this put through the proper channels, but clearly you're too stubborn for that. Are you willing to front some resources if I need them to get this smoothed over?"
"Whatever it takes." Crow said. "He's my son."
Anderson shook his head and walked out of the room. "Do you have any idea how much paperwork this is going to involve?"
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