Unforseeable Circumstances

April's eyes felt as if they burned. She hurried over to the sink and attempted to flush her eyes out with water. Her eyes still burned. Her heart thumped as she thought about the possible damage that had already been done.

She continued to flush out her eyes with water but nothing happened. Her eyes still burned. With her eyes closed, she made her way around the house with her arms outstretched, feeling around.
She grabbed the telephone and pressed the speed-dial button of her doctor. April told him that an accident happened and that she couldn't see. The doctor promised to rush over as soon as possible.
When Dr. Nichols arrived, he sat down on the sofa, then took out a mini-flashlight from his bag. He noticed all the expensive-looking furniture that she had. He noticed all the antique furniture she had. This stuff has got to be worth a fortune.

He forced her eyes open, then flashed the light in her face. "How did this happen?"
"I was using the can of aerosol," April said. "All of a sudden, I sprayed the air into my eyes. I guess I was holding the can the wrong way."

Dr. Nichols didn't notice anything wrong with her eyes. He gave her vision tests and didn't notice anything.

In his bag, Dr. Nichols had samples of a brand new vision drug that was guaranteed to repair eyesight. The drug was effective in counteracting chemicals accidentally sprayed into the eyes.
The Drug Administration hadn't approved the drug yet and it's side effects were still being investigated. The company that made the drug, Devlin McGregor, supplied Dr. Nichols with samples because he signed a contract with the company agreeing to terms that if the drug was approved, Dr. Nichols would use the drug exclusively for his patients with eye problems.

Dr. Nichols felt that the process for approving the drug was taking too long because he felt the drug worked fine and he used it on other patients with successful results. Also, he was in desperate need of the commission from the drug sales because his personal debt was mounting.

Dr. Nichols tried some preliminary cures to see if April's eyes got better. Nothing. April still complained that she couldn't see although the burning sensation in her eyes was reduced.
"Doctor, you have to help me, dammit," April said with an angry, trembling voice. "Give me anything."

"I have a drug that will cure you fast. However, I will require payment before I can give it to you."
"I'm blind and you're sitting there telling me that I have to pay you before I receive treatment? What the hell kind of doctor are you?"

"The kind that will give you a drug that's guaranteed to cure you after several doses."
"What's the name of the drug?"

"Provasic."

"I know that that drug hasn't been approved yet," April said coldly. She sat up in the chair and looked forward. She assumed Dr. Nichols was in front of her. He was to her right.

"I'll make a deal with you," April said. "If you cure me, I'll pay you a large sum despite the fact that I know I shouldn't pay you anything. Otherwise, I won't pay you anything."

"Okay, April we shall begin treatment immediately."

Dr. Nichols went to the kitchen and retrieved a knife. He placed the Provasic pills on the coffee table and cut each one in half. He placed them inside of an empty pill bottle and placed it in his jacket pocket.

"What I'm going to do is to give you the pill so that the swelling and irritation around your eye can go. I'm also going to get a cream for you to heal the burned skin around your eyes. I will monitor your progress every day and give you stronger doses until your eye is completely healed.
The doctor gave April the medicine then agreed with her on a time for them to meet every day for him to administer the medicine to her.

Over the next few days, the doctor gave April her medicine. He was purposefully giving her half the required dosage so that he can carry out a piece of furniture that was portable enough to place in his car.

Day after day, he took small tables, lamps, wooden mirrors, jewelry and painting that she had on the walls. He placed these items in the garage of his house.

At last, there was a day when the doctor felt that he got what he wanted. He gave April the proper dosage of the Provasic drug.

April rose from her feet. She looked around the house. "Doctor, the cure is not complete."

"What are you talking about?" Dr. Nichols said. He noticed that her eyes were focusing on certain objects. He felt there was no way that she was still blind."

"I cannot see half my house," she said.

"But you can see otherwise?" the doctor asked.

"Yes, I can see most of the house, but there seems to be a large part missing."

The doctor placed his hand in front of April's face. "How many fingers am I holding up?"

"Three," April said.

"Fantastic. You can see just fine. Now, about the payment procedure -"

"I am not paying you a damn thing. You didn't finish the job."

They continued arguing back and forth until the doctor threatened to bring forth a court case against April for refusing to pay him. April was not intimidated and she didn't give into the doctor's demands.

Dr. Nichols and April appeared before the court. The judge began his interrogation of April. "The doctor gave you the medicines necessary to heal your vision. However, you are not paying him. Why not?"

"He did not completely heal my vision," April replied.

"How can you say that?" the judge said. "You were able to find your way to this courtroom."

"Yes, your honor, but whenever I am home I cannot seem to see my furniture."

"What do you mean?" the judge said.

"When I get home, I can see everything except many of my antique furniture pieces. They are not there."

"You liar," the doctor screamed from across the courtroom. "I healed you and you are lying."
"How dare you say that-" April said.

"Order in the court," the judge yelled. He slammed the gravel on the pad, then cleared his throat. "We will investigate this case further. I want you to both report to April's house promptly at 10am tomorrow."

The next day, April and a court-appointed officer reported to her house promptly at 10am. Conspicuous by his absence was the doctor.

The officer looked around the house and noticed that all the furniture was gone. The officer got on the radio: "Dr. Nichols lied to us. Go get him right now and arrest him. Tell the judge to charge him with stealing from April."