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Life: Altered 03.55
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Life: Altered 03.55
Quin sat in the room; she was
playing with her golden locks of hair, tugging them, twisting them. She had paced the ER room at least 20 times
now. Counted the tiles on the walls, the
floor, added them, divided them. Now she
was at a loss.
She’ nicely usher out anyone who
came in to check on her. She just needed
to be alone at this very moment. To
think to understand to be herself. To be
alone with herself.
Alone, she didn’t know why she
needed that, since she was truly alone as it was right now. She got up slowly, going to the mirror at the
washing station and gazed on the face that hovered there. She didn’t recognize it, but she knew in her
heart that it was her face. She put her
hand to the mirror, closing her eyes again and snapping them open, hoping that
the image might change. It did not.
She slid her hands into the pockets
of the scrubs that
haphazard hair. And the quick remarks
and the sharp wit. They were ER green,
and she wasn’t sure if she liked the color or not. She’d had a coffee, and she was sure that she
didn’t like the black liquid. She’d held
it in, swallowed and put the cup back on the small table, vowing to never taste
it again.
She heard the commotion in the other
room, peeking her head out as she saw a red headed woman coming towards the
door, the psychiatrist, Marty Summers attempting to stop her. Quin closed the door and she back peddled
away from the door.
For some reason, Quin knew it was no
use; the woman was going to steam-roll right over the man, she felt sorry for
him instantly. Quin stepped back farther
from the door, and they went flying open and
stretcher, and putting it between her and the woman.
“Look, whatever beef you got with me
lady, I’m sorry. I’m sure I’m
sorry. Yeah. I guess I am.” Quin said her voice alien to her as she
pushed up against the wall, her jaw clenched and ready for anything. Who was
this woman, for some reason she had a thought that she had done something
wrong.
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Jeez, Really feel for Alice. Hope Daisy can steer Quin in the right direction. Hope no one else makes a move on Quin until Alice gets her chance :D
I am enjoying this more than the first time around. Am loving the ER story also.
This story keeps getting better and better. This is my break from studying for exams.
Shane…It is worth being late for work, but the thing is………I’ve already read it once! You would think I could control my addiction a little more! LOL
This is like a good book,if you read it once,you can go back and read it again,and still enjoy it a wee bit more. Quin will be even better. Now Alice needs to talk to Cass and Tina.so she can tell Daisey if the will let her thanks bvh
I so have to quit looking for this every morning……I’m late for work again. I am so hooked on this story!
to Pjay, it’s worth being late for work LOL. And yeah, J, I’m still hooked too, no cure for this addiction!!! I hope Quin gets her memory back soon, and god no, don’t let her forget she’s a dyke, for Al’s sake!