An ashen countenance

Dr. Thompson, the veterinarian, wore a pallid expression on his face. He hadn’t conveyed anything to the Johnson family at that point. Silently, he began to pack his belongings. “Dr. Thompson?” Mrs. Johnson inquired cautiously.

“Do you have any explanation for this?” she queried. However, all that escaped his lips was a barely audible murmur. Pervading confusion left everyone wondering about the unfolding situation.