I stared down at the long script I have to read to the Governor and his daughter, you. I swallowed dryly, my eyes trailing across the words that I only saw as jumbled letters strewn across paper.

"Uh..." I started, not even knowing the first words. I started sweating, nervous. If the Governor learned I couldn't read, it would demolish my reputation as a highly qualified surgeon.

I glanced at you and your father, smiling shyly. I saw the look on your face, like you were connecting the dots.