Ashley
After Amanda left the hall was quiet again. I leaned back against the wall letting the cold seep in. tears started to collect in my eyes. It felt weird. My dad never liked tears. Well. He never liked women who cried. Even though I hadn't seen him in about a yr I was still afraid. It was also weird showing tears somewhere this caring.
A hefty African american nurse came walking down the hall. She seemed vaguely familiar. I think she was a nurse my family knew. She looked down at me.
"hi, Ashley?" she asked.
I looked up; "yeah?"
"im alice. Remember me?"
"kindof?"
I was confused.
"im kates nurse," she informed me.
"oh."
"honey whats wrong?"
"I….."
I was hesitant to tell her. I wasn't sure how much time she had. Or how much time any of us have.
"I have a few minutes," alice said.
"oh."
Ok.
I stood as I felt odd actually talking physically up to her.
"I…." I looked around; "I don't have time for me."
She looked at me, waiting; "what do you mean?"
I inhaled; "its just…..karents not around much for the others. And whenever it gets quiet there something big is going to happen just like it did in Brooklyn. I didn't know what quiet feels like without that. Im…..im out of Brooklyn but its still. Not really about me."
"wow. that's really sad."
"theres Amanda to talk to. My boss. Well. One of them. And shes nice but its. Not enough. I lost my mom when I was young….so…."
"oh honey."