Chapter 25 - Looking for a Reason
William stood there, transfixed. The Medical Director had let him in only because his mother was a doctor. He had snapped on a pair of latex gloves and pulled apart the cold, dead, limp eyelid of who everyone was to think was Meredith.
Green eyes stared back at him.
The medical examiner, a man about 50 with white hair and slowly balding and his name tag reading Dr Powell.
"Did you find what you were looking for?" He asked William. William looked at his mother behind him.
"Did you remove any contact lenses on her?" William asked. The doctor shook his head.
"The only thing that I could tell wasn't natural was her hair colour." He said. "But no, there were no contact lenses or anything like that."
William looked back at his mother who came forward with a glove on. She too looked at the eyes.
"William you're positive Meredith's eyes aren't green?"
"Yes mother." He had assured his mother several times on the way over. She still wasn't sure he wasn't positive. "I am sure of it. Meredith had crystal blue eyes."
"There has to be some mistake." Dr Powell said. "This girl came in the same way she is now, minus the insition but I didn't remove any eye contacts or found anything in her system that could have added to the distortion of colour."
"Is there anything that could cause crystal blue to turn to emerald green?" Dana asked him.
"Its possible, but I don't think theatre companies would have that on their hands just yet."
"I see." Dana looked back at her son. As much as she wished she could just admit that this wasn't Meredith, everything else pointed to the fact that it was.
It was just those eyes. Those cold dead green eyes.
William was silently transfixed on the beautific masses that were whoever this was eyes. He was astounded by them, their green colour as pure and perfect as the real Meredith's blue eyes. He wanted so much for proof of this to add to the possible discovering of Meredith, the true Meredith. He pulled off his gloves and walked back. His mother followed after a word with the doctor.
"He says that some eyedrops can account for the discolouration of eyes." Dana said. WIlliam shook his head.
"How do you go from perfect crystal blue eyes one day to deep green at the end of the day. I saw her fixing her contact before the show mom. She was wearing contacts."
"William, I know how much you miss Meredith. The fact is that she's gone..."
"She's not gone Mom!" William shouted at his mother. He was angry at this. His mother, a medical doctor couldn't see that this wasn't Meredith. It looked like Meredith, it acted like Meredith, it sounded like Meredith. But somewhere behind the pulsing green eyes and blond curls, she just wasn't Meredith.
"I'm sorry Mom." He murmurred. "I'm sorry."
"Its okay William." She placed a hand on his shoulder. "I know how close you two were. I want her back as much as you do sweet heart." She stroked his hair a little. "But she's gone."
"That's where your wrong mom." He said. "If they have the technology to change her eye colour they have the technology to do other stuff. This may be just a well planned hoax."
"You sound so much like your father WIll." She replied. "Constantly searching for the truth. Your father's search ended when he found the answers, but Will those answers take you on a roller coaster ride from hell. Your father was lucky Will."
"How was he lucky mom? He has nothing to show for his quest."
Dana sighed. She looked back at her son's face.
"That's not true Will." She admitted. "He has so much that he had to offer, that he got in return for what he gave. Look at his life. He's a professor, he's a husband, he's a father..."
"But look at it like this. He never found the truth. He never found the answers that he gave his life to finding. He never got that prize he was looking for."
"No William, that's not true." William coughed a sarcastic "Yeah Right". Dana looked at the floor.
"The truth is William, your father devoted his whole life to the truth. But what if the truth is something that can't be found, that doesn't want to be found, and once you do find it, you realize you weren't really looking for the truth. You were just looking for a reason."
"Then what's my reason?"
"The same as it always was." Dana said. "Meredith."
William stood there, transfixed. The Medical Director had let him in only because his mother was a doctor. He had snapped on a pair of latex gloves and pulled apart the cold, dead, limp eyelid of who everyone was to think was Meredith.
Green eyes stared back at him.
The medical examiner, a man about 50 with white hair and slowly balding and his name tag reading Dr Powell.
"Did you find what you were looking for?" He asked William. William looked at his mother behind him.
"Did you remove any contact lenses on her?" William asked. The doctor shook his head.
"The only thing that I could tell wasn't natural was her hair colour." He said. "But no, there were no contact lenses or anything like that."
William looked back at his mother who came forward with a glove on. She too looked at the eyes.
"William you're positive Meredith's eyes aren't green?"
"Yes mother." He had assured his mother several times on the way over. She still wasn't sure he wasn't positive. "I am sure of it. Meredith had crystal blue eyes."
"There has to be some mistake." Dr Powell said. "This girl came in the same way she is now, minus the insition but I didn't remove any eye contacts or found anything in her system that could have added to the distortion of colour."
"Is there anything that could cause crystal blue to turn to emerald green?" Dana asked him.
"Its possible, but I don't think theatre companies would have that on their hands just yet."
"I see." Dana looked back at her son. As much as she wished she could just admit that this wasn't Meredith, everything else pointed to the fact that it was.
It was just those eyes. Those cold dead green eyes.
William was silently transfixed on the beautific masses that were whoever this was eyes. He was astounded by them, their green colour as pure and perfect as the real Meredith's blue eyes. He wanted so much for proof of this to add to the possible discovering of Meredith, the true Meredith. He pulled off his gloves and walked back. His mother followed after a word with the doctor.
"He says that some eyedrops can account for the discolouration of eyes." Dana said. WIlliam shook his head.
"How do you go from perfect crystal blue eyes one day to deep green at the end of the day. I saw her fixing her contact before the show mom. She was wearing contacts."
"William, I know how much you miss Meredith. The fact is that she's gone..."
"She's not gone Mom!" William shouted at his mother. He was angry at this. His mother, a medical doctor couldn't see that this wasn't Meredith. It looked like Meredith, it acted like Meredith, it sounded like Meredith. But somewhere behind the pulsing green eyes and blond curls, she just wasn't Meredith.
"I'm sorry Mom." He murmurred. "I'm sorry."
"Its okay William." She placed a hand on his shoulder. "I know how close you two were. I want her back as much as you do sweet heart." She stroked his hair a little. "But she's gone."
"That's where your wrong mom." He said. "If they have the technology to change her eye colour they have the technology to do other stuff. This may be just a well planned hoax."
"You sound so much like your father WIll." She replied. "Constantly searching for the truth. Your father's search ended when he found the answers, but Will those answers take you on a roller coaster ride from hell. Your father was lucky Will."
"How was he lucky mom? He has nothing to show for his quest."
Dana sighed. She looked back at her son's face.
"That's not true Will." She admitted. "He has so much that he had to offer, that he got in return for what he gave. Look at his life. He's a professor, he's a husband, he's a father..."
"But look at it like this. He never found the truth. He never found the answers that he gave his life to finding. He never got that prize he was looking for."
"No William, that's not true." William coughed a sarcastic "Yeah Right". Dana looked at the floor.
"The truth is William, your father devoted his whole life to the truth. But what if the truth is something that can't be found, that doesn't want to be found, and once you do find it, you realize you weren't really looking for the truth. You were just looking for a reason."
"Then what's my reason?"
"The same as it always was." Dana said. "Meredith."