Jimmy gets attention from the campus doctor

The campus doctor’s cold hands grip Jimmy’s wrist, testing his pulse while his fingers probe the slim man’s ribs with a stethoscope pressed tight. A gloved thumb presses the reflex hammer against his knee, waiting for the twitch, while the doctor’s dark hair falls forward as he leans in to check his throat. The exam room holds no warmth, just the sharp click of the blood pressure cuff and the doctor’s clean-shaven jaw hovering over Jimmy’s chest, listening for the faintest sound.