When
good things happen to bad people
Six weeks passed without a
word from the licensing board. I called Mikey
to see what happened. He told me Doc had agreed not to practice medicine for
five years. I said that seemed
fair. He snorted. “She was offered a cushy
job by a big drug company. More money, no patients, lots of travel. And don’t underestimate Doc. She’ll find a way to keep everyone knee deep
in Valium and Xanax without writing a prescription.” I asked him if he wasn’t a
little angry about Doc’s good fortune.
“I never waste time worrying about someone
else’s good fortune. People used to say jail time was your debt to society for
committing a crime. My dad told me when
you get away with something, you add a little interest to that debt. You get a
little bolder. You do something that carries a stiffer penalty. When the debt comes due, you owe much more
than you would have had you been caught the first time. Doc got away with one, but she added some
interest. Now she’s not so worried about
the licensing board ‘cause she thinks she can work around whatever they do to
her. Someday she’s gonna kill someone with her prescription pad, probably one
of the twins. The debt she’ll owe will
be enormous.”
Today I’ll waste no energy resenting bad people’s good fortune.
Life on Life’s Terms II © 2015 by Ken Montrose
(Just a reminder: LOLT II is
a work of fiction. Any resemblance to
anyone you might know is purely coincidental.)
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