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Chapter 2 (your loveliness goes on and on)
Mrs. W - Patient
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I've seen all your qualifications
You got from the sor bon (sp)
And the painting you stole from Picasso
Your loveliness goes on and on,
yes it does.
When you go on your summer vacation
You go to jouer le pain
With your carefully designed topless swimsuit
You get an even sun tan
On your back and on your legs.
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Mark couldn't concentrate properly on his patient and kept being distracted by Doug and Susan laughing at the admit desk. He loved her smile. It had seemed absent since Chloe had taken Susie and he had missed it.
Mrs. W: She's very pretty.
M: (having not really been listening) What's that Mrs. Wilson?
Mrs. W: The Blonde woman who has distracted you to the point where, if you wrap up my foot any more I shall grow 8 inches taller with every other step. She's very pretty.
M: (smiling apologetically, realizing his mistake.) I'm sorry.
Mrs. W: Don't mention it. I'm just glad I wasn't here for a shot.
Mark tried to laugh but gazed over at Susan again wondering if his feelings were as obvious to her as they were to everyone else.
Mrs. W: Are you two dating?
M: (taken aback by her forwardness) um me and Su... Dr Lewis, No, I mean I'm just finishing a divorse, she just lost somebody close to her... Listen to me, you don't need to hear all this.
Mark felt uncomfortable with the situation, was he really that transparent?
Mrs. W: So you're both lonely?
M: Umm... well... I don't... know if I'd say..., how about that foot?
Susan glanced over at Mark while he wasn't looking and smiled contentedly to herselfat his blushing face
Mrs. W: You need to tell her how you feel.
She could see Mark was clearly embarrassed with whatever the patient was saying and so went over to see if she could be of any help.
S: Hello Mrs. ...
Mrs. W: Wilson.
S: Hello Mrs Wilson, what seems to be the problem today?
Mrs. W: Oh, I don't have a problem thanks to Doctor Green here. He's such a good Doctor wouldn't you say?
S: Well only the best here.
Mrs. W: So handsome and charming, quite the eligible Bachelor, don't you think?
Susan could tell she was blushing and tried to come up with a quick witted remark as Carol walked past and heard the patient's comment.
C: Yeah Susan, What do you think?
S: Wel... He's house broken and very friendly, I'm sure he'll make somebody a good wife one day.
M: (got up trying to defend himself) Hey!
S: Ah! Sit!
Mark sat obediently and then realizing what he had done he lowered his head and smiled privately to himself at his own obedience.
Mrs. W: I see you have him well trained. Your practically married already.
They bpth tried to laugh it off but they knew it was obvious. They watched each other laughing and smiled.
When the plaster cast was finished they walked away together heading out of the hospital.
M: sorry about that, I didn't mean for you to be embarrassed.
S: Oh, not at all, she was sweet.
M: hmmm
S: Can you imagine us married? (laughing)
M; Yeah you a soccer mom.
Susan started giggling and seemed unable to stop herself.
M: what's so funny?
S: I'm just trying to picture you first thing in the morning. With your hair everywhere.
She started laughing again.
M: was that a bald joke?
S: Blad joke? No but is that what happened? You woke up one morningwith it everywhere and just forgot to go put it back on your head?
She wasn't sure why she was laughing so much, the joke wasn't even that funny. Maybe it was nervous laughter.
M: Ok, now you did it...
He picked up a handful of snow and held it threateningly, walking towards her.
S: No! No! Mark No! Come on we're at work, it would be unprofessional
He walked closer as she backed away.
M: Unprofessional huh?
He lunged at her stuffing the snow down the back of her neck
S: Ah No!
They fell over each otherand landed in the snow laughing as Susan retaliated with a snowball on his head.
Intertwined with her he watched as she laughed heartily with her beautiful smile and felt a smile creep onto his own face.
And when the snow falls your found in san moritz
With the others of the jetset
And you sip your nepolion Brandy
but you never get your lips wet
No you don't
They had stopped their snow ball fight now and were sitting in a mound of ice picking snow out of their clothes.
S: That was fun.
He watched her, smiling at how happy she seemed to be by comparison to the other morning. He wondered if she was coming to terms with the loss of Susie and maybe she was finally able to put the past behind her.
M: I haven't had a snowball fight in years. We live in Chicago, we should do this more often.
S: Yeah, but not too oftenI may not get the snow out from the back of my shirt for a while.
M: Sorry, here let me help. Stand up. Take off your coat I'll get it.
She was unsure about this, not only because of the cold weather, but because it seemed very intimate. She decided she must be over reacting after all they were friends. So she obediently stood up laying her coat in the snow and facing away from him.
S: God it's cold.
He lifted her shirt and shefelt his hand on her back, softly brushing her skin. He had removed his glove which was covered in snow and his hand was warm on her back which was still cold from his initial attack.
M: Sorry, I'll be done in a minute.
She wished he wouldn't, for dipite the freezing weather, with every tough her spine tingled and her face grew warm with a blush that she hoped looked as though it was brought on by the cold.
M: Did I get all of it?
Awakened from her daze she replied
S: Um, there's a little more, higher up, I can't reach it, could you get it for me?
M: sure.
He lifted her shirt a little more and reached up, finding the last piece of snow he brushed it off. Her back was so soft and he could feel her breathing, he wondered why such a tiny thing could be so amazing to him. He removed his hand slowly and putting her shirt back as he had found he straightened her collar which he had disturbed earlier.
She leaned down, picking up her coat and putting it on hurriedly hugging herself and shivering.
M: Come here.
She felt his arms around her, huge and warm as he held her she felt safe in his arms as he rubbed them up and down her back. Without really noticing, she reached up and kissed his cheek by way o thanks.
Realizing what she had done she was embarrassed and smiled, trying to laugh it off.
M: What was that for.
He said blushing but looking strangely pleased.
S: I don't know
She said laughing nervously.
It was then that she noticed he was no longer rubbing her back but they were now just standing and holding one another, it felt wonderful and with every breath she tried to take in the moment. She hadn't been this happy in a long time, not since, well not since little Susie and the reality that she would never have her again hit her harder than any ice cold weather ever could.
He could see she seemed upset and guessed why.
M: If you miss her that much you should go visit. I'm sure Chloe wouldn't mind.
He was surprised by his intuitive response and feeling safe in his arms allowed a tear to fall as she leaned her head against his chest.
He felt here head on his chest, he had seen the tear fall from her eye and held her tighter hoping he was in some way comforting her. He knew she was still crying but the tears were silent. There were no sobs and she was not shaking. He didn't think anybody but children were beautiful when they cried, but she was. He stood holding her in his arms stroking her soft blonde hair as the tears fell.
S: I don't even know why I'm crying, you must think I'm and idiot.
Nothing could have been further from his mind as she tried in vain to wipe her tears away with her soaking wet gloves she forced a smile and shook her head.
S: and look I got your shirt all wet I'm sorry.
She somehow felt foolish but really didn't mind because he wasn't judging her. He took his hand from her back and she wished he would put it back. He reached up to his other hand and removed his glove. She was still trying to wipe away her the continuous flow of tears with wet hands and although she knew it was pointless she didn't seem to be able to stop herself. His bare hand came round in front of her while the other returned to the middle of her back. He took her right hand and lead it away from his face before doing the same with his left hand.
M: It'll dry.
He said before raising his hand and wiping away her tears one eye after another. Then the tears stopped She looked up at him and smiled, blinking slowly as he smiled that half smile that could always make her stomach flip over. He brushed some stray hair out of her eye.
M: Better?
She nodded by way of reply
M: Warmer?
S: (she laughed slightly) yeah.
He unwrapped his arms and, putting his hands in his pockets began to walk back to the hospital. She seemed unable to move but instead smiled at him as he walked away. He turned to face her.
M: You coming?
Her feet finally released her from where she was standing and she ran up to where he was.
They walked togethertowards the hospital. He felt like a school boy but he had made his descision and he was going to stick to it.
M: Susan? (She looked up at him) If you're not busy tonight you wanna maybe, get dinner or something? Cheer you up a bit.
She was completely taken aback, he was asking her out or at least that was what it sounded like. She stopped walking in surprise, he looked at her hopefully. Without thinking, she reached up, placing her hand behind his head she kissed him. It was a short kiss, but as their lips met her whole face tingled.
Mark was in shock, he wasn't sure how she was going to react to the question he had been waiting so long to ask but he had not expected such good results. He was so surprised and happy that he didn't kiss back. She pulled away quickly taking her hand away from the back of his head and a flush of red went through her face.
S: Oh My God. That's not what you meant is it. Oh God, I'm sorry Mark... I thought...
M: (shaking his head breathlessly) No...
S: Oh Mark, I, Uh I...
M: No... You were right.
S: (confused) What?
Words failed Mark. He couldn't seem to get out what he was trying to sayand she ws burning a more purple shade of red every second.
Susan didn't know what to do there seemed no escape from this increasingly embarrassing situation yet she looked around her as if hoping one would spring up from htin air. As she was looking for this miracle escape she wsa caught off guard by Mark's hands on the back of her waist and pulling her to him and staring deep into her eyes...
M: You were right
He smiled down at her and she beamed back, placing her han on the back of his neck once more. The pair hesitated, laughing slightly before locking themselves in a tight embrace. Finally they were kissing each other, after all the time they had waisted and all the uncertainty. So happy were they that when they finally broke apart they could do nothing but smile and stare at one another. He put his arm around her waist and before they stepped back toward the hospital he turned her to him, and lifting her chin, kissed her once more, softer this time and somehow more lovingly. He pulled away and kissed her forehead, leading her back to the hospital and not even noticing Doug and Carol, standing in the entrance.
D: (To Carol) About time huh?
C: Yeah
She nodded happily handing him $20
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But where do you go to my lovely
When your alone in your bed
Tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your head
Yes I do.
Chapter 2 (your loveliness goes on and on)
Mrs. W - Patient
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I've seen all your qualifications
You got from the sor bon (sp)
And the painting you stole from Picasso
Your loveliness goes on and on,
yes it does.
When you go on your summer vacation
You go to jouer le pain
With your carefully designed topless swimsuit
You get an even sun tan
On your back and on your legs.
******************************************************************
Mark couldn't concentrate properly on his patient and kept being distracted by Doug and Susan laughing at the admit desk. He loved her smile. It had seemed absent since Chloe had taken Susie and he had missed it.
Mrs. W: She's very pretty.
M: (having not really been listening) What's that Mrs. Wilson?
Mrs. W: The Blonde woman who has distracted you to the point where, if you wrap up my foot any more I shall grow 8 inches taller with every other step. She's very pretty.
M: (smiling apologetically, realizing his mistake.) I'm sorry.
Mrs. W: Don't mention it. I'm just glad I wasn't here for a shot.
Mark tried to laugh but gazed over at Susan again wondering if his feelings were as obvious to her as they were to everyone else.
Mrs. W: Are you two dating?
M: (taken aback by her forwardness) um me and Su... Dr Lewis, No, I mean I'm just finishing a divorse, she just lost somebody close to her... Listen to me, you don't need to hear all this.
Mark felt uncomfortable with the situation, was he really that transparent?
Mrs. W: So you're both lonely?
M: Umm... well... I don't... know if I'd say..., how about that foot?
Susan glanced over at Mark while he wasn't looking and smiled contentedly to herselfat his blushing face
Mrs. W: You need to tell her how you feel.
She could see Mark was clearly embarrassed with whatever the patient was saying and so went over to see if she could be of any help.
S: Hello Mrs. ...
Mrs. W: Wilson.
S: Hello Mrs Wilson, what seems to be the problem today?
Mrs. W: Oh, I don't have a problem thanks to Doctor Green here. He's such a good Doctor wouldn't you say?
S: Well only the best here.
Mrs. W: So handsome and charming, quite the eligible Bachelor, don't you think?
Susan could tell she was blushing and tried to come up with a quick witted remark as Carol walked past and heard the patient's comment.
C: Yeah Susan, What do you think?
S: Wel... He's house broken and very friendly, I'm sure he'll make somebody a good wife one day.
M: (got up trying to defend himself) Hey!
S: Ah! Sit!
Mark sat obediently and then realizing what he had done he lowered his head and smiled privately to himself at his own obedience.
Mrs. W: I see you have him well trained. Your practically married already.
They bpth tried to laugh it off but they knew it was obvious. They watched each other laughing and smiled.
When the plaster cast was finished they walked away together heading out of the hospital.
M: sorry about that, I didn't mean for you to be embarrassed.
S: Oh, not at all, she was sweet.
M: hmmm
S: Can you imagine us married? (laughing)
M; Yeah you a soccer mom.
Susan started giggling and seemed unable to stop herself.
M: what's so funny?
S: I'm just trying to picture you first thing in the morning. With your hair everywhere.
She started laughing again.
M: was that a bald joke?
S: Blad joke? No but is that what happened? You woke up one morningwith it everywhere and just forgot to go put it back on your head?
She wasn't sure why she was laughing so much, the joke wasn't even that funny. Maybe it was nervous laughter.
M: Ok, now you did it...
He picked up a handful of snow and held it threateningly, walking towards her.
S: No! No! Mark No! Come on we're at work, it would be unprofessional
He walked closer as she backed away.
M: Unprofessional huh?
He lunged at her stuffing the snow down the back of her neck
S: Ah No!
They fell over each otherand landed in the snow laughing as Susan retaliated with a snowball on his head.
Intertwined with her he watched as she laughed heartily with her beautiful smile and felt a smile creep onto his own face.
And when the snow falls your found in san moritz
With the others of the jetset
And you sip your nepolion Brandy
but you never get your lips wet
No you don't
They had stopped their snow ball fight now and were sitting in a mound of ice picking snow out of their clothes.
S: That was fun.
He watched her, smiling at how happy she seemed to be by comparison to the other morning. He wondered if she was coming to terms with the loss of Susie and maybe she was finally able to put the past behind her.
M: I haven't had a snowball fight in years. We live in Chicago, we should do this more often.
S: Yeah, but not too oftenI may not get the snow out from the back of my shirt for a while.
M: Sorry, here let me help. Stand up. Take off your coat I'll get it.
She was unsure about this, not only because of the cold weather, but because it seemed very intimate. She decided she must be over reacting after all they were friends. So she obediently stood up laying her coat in the snow and facing away from him.
S: God it's cold.
He lifted her shirt and shefelt his hand on her back, softly brushing her skin. He had removed his glove which was covered in snow and his hand was warm on her back which was still cold from his initial attack.
M: Sorry, I'll be done in a minute.
She wished he wouldn't, for dipite the freezing weather, with every tough her spine tingled and her face grew warm with a blush that she hoped looked as though it was brought on by the cold.
M: Did I get all of it?
Awakened from her daze she replied
S: Um, there's a little more, higher up, I can't reach it, could you get it for me?
M: sure.
He lifted her shirt a little more and reached up, finding the last piece of snow he brushed it off. Her back was so soft and he could feel her breathing, he wondered why such a tiny thing could be so amazing to him. He removed his hand slowly and putting her shirt back as he had found he straightened her collar which he had disturbed earlier.
She leaned down, picking up her coat and putting it on hurriedly hugging herself and shivering.
M: Come here.
She felt his arms around her, huge and warm as he held her she felt safe in his arms as he rubbed them up and down her back. Without really noticing, she reached up and kissed his cheek by way o thanks.
Realizing what she had done she was embarrassed and smiled, trying to laugh it off.
M: What was that for.
He said blushing but looking strangely pleased.
S: I don't know
She said laughing nervously.
It was then that she noticed he was no longer rubbing her back but they were now just standing and holding one another, it felt wonderful and with every breath she tried to take in the moment. She hadn't been this happy in a long time, not since, well not since little Susie and the reality that she would never have her again hit her harder than any ice cold weather ever could.
He could see she seemed upset and guessed why.
M: If you miss her that much you should go visit. I'm sure Chloe wouldn't mind.
He was surprised by his intuitive response and feeling safe in his arms allowed a tear to fall as she leaned her head against his chest.
He felt here head on his chest, he had seen the tear fall from her eye and held her tighter hoping he was in some way comforting her. He knew she was still crying but the tears were silent. There were no sobs and she was not shaking. He didn't think anybody but children were beautiful when they cried, but she was. He stood holding her in his arms stroking her soft blonde hair as the tears fell.
S: I don't even know why I'm crying, you must think I'm and idiot.
Nothing could have been further from his mind as she tried in vain to wipe her tears away with her soaking wet gloves she forced a smile and shook her head.
S: and look I got your shirt all wet I'm sorry.
She somehow felt foolish but really didn't mind because he wasn't judging her. He took his hand from her back and she wished he would put it back. He reached up to his other hand and removed his glove. She was still trying to wipe away her the continuous flow of tears with wet hands and although she knew it was pointless she didn't seem to be able to stop herself. His bare hand came round in front of her while the other returned to the middle of her back. He took her right hand and lead it away from his face before doing the same with his left hand.
M: It'll dry.
He said before raising his hand and wiping away her tears one eye after another. Then the tears stopped She looked up at him and smiled, blinking slowly as he smiled that half smile that could always make her stomach flip over. He brushed some stray hair out of her eye.
M: Better?
She nodded by way of reply
M: Warmer?
S: (she laughed slightly) yeah.
He unwrapped his arms and, putting his hands in his pockets began to walk back to the hospital. She seemed unable to move but instead smiled at him as he walked away. He turned to face her.
M: You coming?
Her feet finally released her from where she was standing and she ran up to where he was.
They walked togethertowards the hospital. He felt like a school boy but he had made his descision and he was going to stick to it.
M: Susan? (She looked up at him) If you're not busy tonight you wanna maybe, get dinner or something? Cheer you up a bit.
She was completely taken aback, he was asking her out or at least that was what it sounded like. She stopped walking in surprise, he looked at her hopefully. Without thinking, she reached up, placing her hand behind his head she kissed him. It was a short kiss, but as their lips met her whole face tingled.
Mark was in shock, he wasn't sure how she was going to react to the question he had been waiting so long to ask but he had not expected such good results. He was so surprised and happy that he didn't kiss back. She pulled away quickly taking her hand away from the back of his head and a flush of red went through her face.
S: Oh My God. That's not what you meant is it. Oh God, I'm sorry Mark... I thought...
M: (shaking his head breathlessly) No...
S: Oh Mark, I, Uh I...
M: No... You were right.
S: (confused) What?
Words failed Mark. He couldn't seem to get out what he was trying to sayand she ws burning a more purple shade of red every second.
Susan didn't know what to do there seemed no escape from this increasingly embarrassing situation yet she looked around her as if hoping one would spring up from htin air. As she was looking for this miracle escape she wsa caught off guard by Mark's hands on the back of her waist and pulling her to him and staring deep into her eyes...
M: You were right
He smiled down at her and she beamed back, placing her han on the back of his neck once more. The pair hesitated, laughing slightly before locking themselves in a tight embrace. Finally they were kissing each other, after all the time they had waisted and all the uncertainty. So happy were they that when they finally broke apart they could do nothing but smile and stare at one another. He put his arm around her waist and before they stepped back toward the hospital he turned her to him, and lifting her chin, kissed her once more, softer this time and somehow more lovingly. He pulled away and kissed her forehead, leading her back to the hospital and not even noticing Doug and Carol, standing in the entrance.
D: (To Carol) About time huh?
C: Yeah
She nodded happily handing him $20
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But where do you go to my lovely
When your alone in your bed
Tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your head
Yes I do.