"Mood" Challenge
Rules:
Roslin-centric (doesn't have to be her POV, and you can pair her with anyone you like)
No more than 200 words.
Based on one of the following emotions: 1) Anger. 2) Disappointment. 3) Jealousy.
Title: Breasts
Emotion: Anger/Disappointment
Spoilers: Through "Acts of Contrition"
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It's cold in the doctor's office, if it can even be called an office. As I wait for him, my nipples perk from the chill. There it is, coming to remind me. My breasts respond, and I have breast cancer. It's as if my body can not allow me to forget.
When I was younger, boys would fondle me during sex and touch my breasts with fascination. It changed little with age and other men. As I got older, I hid my breasts beneath suits and appropriate professional wear. A teacher does not flaunt her assets, and the Secretary of Education would do it even less. Now as the President, they have become something I am not able to ignore.
It is a philosophical rumination that the idea of womanhood is contained in a breast. Men don't have them—certainly not the same way we do. A mother provides milk for her child; she provides life. Now my breasts provide nothing for me but death.
When the doctor enters, I already know that there is nothing conventional medical science can do for me. That fact is colder than the air around me. I suggest an alternative because I must overcome.