First Visit

The little girl clung to the worn teddy bear.  Her tiny hand lost in her mother’s grip.  This was Cindy’s first visit to the dentist and she wasn’t certain she liked it.  The smells in the waiting room were antiseptic, mingling with the faint scent of roses from the bouquet on the desk.

“Is this Cindy?”  The hygienist said with a friendly smile.

Cindy buried her face against her mother’s leg.  She didn’t like this at all!

“I’ll go first.”  Her mom said sitting down on the couch.  Together the dentist and her mom showed her how teeth were examined.