What She Doesn't Know
“But here in this strange city, in this strange house, she was back in that Jell-O again, trying to swim to a place she wasn’t sure existed. The least she could do was dress as though she had purpose, in pleated slacks and white blouse. It was all in the appearance.
She glanced in the mirror over the dresser. A no-nonsense appearance. Blah.
Christopher wasn’t up yet, or at least she guessed that he was still behind the closed door in his room. She started a pot of coffee and found a tray of past...ries that Emmagee had obviously bought when she’d…made groceries. New Orleans was indeed a foreign city.
Restless, she found Christopher’s keys, left him a note, and drove to the hospital to talk to Brian. She told him about the weather and the parade she’d watched. If he was listening, he learned about the house she planned to buy someday in the neat, no-nonsense neighborhood. What she was thinking between her chirpy sentences, though, was how afraid she was that he wasn’t going to come out of this coma.MoreLess
She glanced in the mirror over the dresser. A no-nonsense appearance. Blah.
Christopher wasn’t up yet, or at least she guessed that he was still behind the closed door in his room. She started a pot of coffee and found a tray of past...ries that Emmagee had obviously bought when she’d…made groceries. New Orleans was indeed a foreign city.
Restless, she found Christopher’s keys, left him a note, and drove to the hospital to talk to Brian. She told him about the weather and the parade she’d watched. If he was listening, he learned about the house she planned to buy someday in the neat, no-nonsense neighborhood. What she was thinking between her chirpy sentences, though, was how afraid she was that he wasn’t going to come out of this coma.MoreLess
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