"We are so lucky your parents used to own a clinic." Carol began cutting away at Alfric's outer garments.
"I mean, who the heck has gurneys stored in the attic of their homes except for maybe…Dr. Frankenstein." She sniffed.
Mira cracked a smile. "Dr. Frankenstein had a metal platform that was used to conduct electricity. There were no gurneys back in those days, that I know of."
Carol snorted as she covered Alfric with a hospital gown.
"Why do you keep hospital gowns in the kitchen linen closet?"
"We had huge boxes of them in storage so I pulled some out to use as aprons when I cooked…" Mira grimaced.
Carol shook her head. Who in the world uses spare hospital gowns as kitchen aprons? Only Mira.
Mira gave a cheeky grin and pulled up the virtual monitors with a flick of the fingers. She began typing into the virtual keyboard all the necessary information needed to create the three dimensional modeling for Alfric's body.
