Colorblind.
Abby stood outside the ER, cigarette dangling from gloved hand. Waiting.
Only not, because she knew any minute now Weaver would walk out. Passing time; not waiting. Then what? 'Are you okay?' No. She already knew the answer to that. Not that any answer would be given; at least not the truth anyway. So, that left her. Where, exactly? 'Gee, sorry you lost your baby, Dr. Weaver.'
And then take Weaver home, to her girlfriend. wife. lesbian life partner? Home to the woman she was having a child with, only not anymore. It was all grey. A child, but not anymore. Someone you loved enough to want a family with, only not the right person, according to the law, and a significant portion of the country.
Carter. Most un-grey person she knew. Black and white. Occasional little fleck of color around the edge, but nothing significant. Her. Mostly black. Probably no white, or so little it was obscured completely. Flecks of color, more than Carter though. Lots more.
"Abby?"
Weaver. Definitely more color than grey. Blurred, though. Abby turned, but said nothing. Nothing to say, even if she could.
"I'm fine." Mostly color, but not today.
Abby stood outside the ER, cigarette dangling from gloved hand. Waiting.
Only not, because she knew any minute now Weaver would walk out. Passing time; not waiting. Then what? 'Are you okay?' No. She already knew the answer to that. Not that any answer would be given; at least not the truth anyway. So, that left her. Where, exactly? 'Gee, sorry you lost your baby, Dr. Weaver.'
And then take Weaver home, to her girlfriend. wife. lesbian life partner? Home to the woman she was having a child with, only not anymore. It was all grey. A child, but not anymore. Someone you loved enough to want a family with, only not the right person, according to the law, and a significant portion of the country.
Carter. Most un-grey person she knew. Black and white. Occasional little fleck of color around the edge, but nothing significant. Her. Mostly black. Probably no white, or so little it was obscured completely. Flecks of color, more than Carter though. Lots more.
"Abby?"
Weaver. Definitely more color than grey. Blurred, though. Abby turned, but said nothing. Nothing to say, even if she could.
"I'm fine." Mostly color, but not today.