Ashley

I was sitting there in the long cold clean white hallway. I wondered why mom was so upset about my work. She hadn't been upset about my modeling or working at the bookstore or working as a cocktail waitress. But then id barely had a chance to tell her before shed been interrupted by kate. The hall was quiet. And still. And right now I needed both.

Back in Brooklyn whenever it was this quiet it meant that dad was coming home. And that was never a good sign. No one knew this but angela wasn't my only daughter. She was however my only living daughter.

Down the hall I heard mom and Amanda arguing. Hospital staff was bustling but no one paid much notice to me. No of course they didn't.

"karen where you goin?" I heard dad ask.

"to get some coffee. Out. I don't really know," she replied.

They both left.

I heard footsteps come down the hall toward me and near jumped. I stiffened.

"honey its ok," Amanda voice said.

I looked up to see her standing in front of me.

"oh. Ok. Sry," I said.

"hey I get it. Mind if I sit?" she asked looking at a spot next to me.

I glanced at it then back at her; "sure, free….um. Hallway."

"im not asking for the hell of it, you know."

Her words cut me. And cut through to me.

I sighed.

"actually no. I don't mind. Fact is I could use the company."

"ok."

She sat, putting her legs to the side.

"your mom kinda came down on you hard huh?" she said.

"yeah um…why?"

"well - and this is between us - "

I nodded.

"but when she was a little older than you she was one. She worked in the Moulin rouge. In paris."

"yes I know where that is Amanda," I said.

"oh. Ok. I know you don't know much about her past."

"yeah or, anything."

"she doesn't talk much about it. I was there."

"in paris?"

"yeah went and visited her."

"oh."

"you might not know this or be aware but shes scared."

I looked at pam; "then why didn't she just tell me?"

"shes not so good w/ feelings."

"shes a therapist."

"it doesn't mean shes a good mom."

"shes not bad either," I said.

"I didn't say that," pam said.

"no I know."

"oh. Shes just. Complicated."

"yeah im beginning to figure that out," I said.