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Chapter Two
Green Eyes
Like there wasn't any other patients for her to attend to, Spencer took some histories that needed to be updated, and worked on them sitting in Davies room, on a little table next to her bed.
While updating the histories, Spencer took some time to look at the brunette in more detail. She was so pale and skinny that it would have been easy to confuse her with a ghost.
When Spencer finished with the papers, she looked for some coffee and sat there again, trying to imagine what things Davies went through.
In the middle of Spencer's deep thoughts, the brunette opened her eyes. They were amazingly green.
"What…? Where am I?" – Ashley asked. - "What happened?"
"Hi." – Spencer answered standing and walking closer to the bed. – "You where found passed out because of a cocaine overdose. Now you are in the hospital."
"Who are you?"
"Oh, sorry" – Spencer smiled. – "I'm Spencer Carlin, social worker"
Spencer took her pager and beeped a doctor to talk to Ashley and explain all the medical details.
The doctor on call was Spencer's mother, Paula Carlin, who after greeting her daughter, started talking to Ashley.
"Ok, I'm Dr. Carlin; I'll be your doctor today. Let's see… you've been admitted for an overdose of cocaine that made you pass out and apparently fall down some stairs. You have no severe damages, but you could have had a miscarriage, so you have to be more careful."
Ashley, who didn't seem to be paying any attention, suddenly looked at Dr. Carlin at the last sentence of her explanation. Her mouth was a bit opened. Spencer could have sworn that her eyes where greener.
"Miscarriage?" – she asked.
"Yes…" – realizing what the situation was, Paula tried to fix it. – "I'm guessing that you didn't know you are pregnant?"
Ashley looked away again. – "I… no, I didn't."
"Ok then… do you have any questions about it?"
The brunette didn't answer.
"Miss? Do you have any questions about the pregnancy?" – Paula insisted.
"I'll take care of this, you have already done your job in here" – Spencer interrupted.
"Well, in that case, I will leave you with my daugh… with the social worker, so you can discuss your options." – Spencer's mother left the room without waiting for an answer.
Spencer had been paying attention to the whole conversation between her mother and the patient, and she was guessing that Davies was one of those cases in which social workers have to take away the babies before is too late. She was probably a hopeless case.
"I'm here to talk to you about what you can do to be better." – even if Davies was a waste of time, Spencer would do her best, as she always did. – "you've been into a lot of troubles lately, judging by your history… you've been in the hospital often. First thing I would recommend is for you to visit a psychologist."
No answer.
"I know this is hard, but you have to face it in order to make a progress."
"What is hard? You don't know me. Do you even know what you are talking about?"
"I… - Spencer was caught off guard. – "life….. life is hard, but people have to face it every day."
"Whatever" – Ashley had turned and looked into Spencer's eyes while saying that word really slow. Then she rested her head on the pillow and closed her eyes, ending the conversation.
Spencer knew that letting the girl rest was probably the best idea. When she walked out of the hospital that day, she couldn't help to replay the last scene over and over again.
Those beautiful deep green eyes. Why would someone with those eyes think "whatever" of life?
Something in those eyes, something in Spencer's soul was telling her to make an effort with the brunette.
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