Sorrowfish (The Call of the Lorica) by Anne C. Miles

Author:Anne C. Miles [Miles, Anne C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Anne Miles
Published: 2019-08-30T05:00:00+00:00

Sara sank into the plush chair in Dr. Carol’s office. All of a sudden, she felt completely drained. As she waited for Dr. Carol, she inspected the room. It was a bright space filled with overstuffed furniture and wall-to-wall bookshelves. Photos of Dr. Carol’s family hung on one wall, next to her diplomas. A framed poster proclaimed

He calms the storm

Bongo drums rested in a corner, silent. Sculptures and artwork from all over the world rounded out the decor.

The door opened, and Dr. Carol pushed through, squinting at a clipboard through her rectangular black readers. She looked up, saw Sara, and smiled warmly. “How are you, Sara?”

“I know we weren’t on the schedule for today, Dr. Carol, thanks for fitting me in. I didn’t know what else to do. I need to talk to someone.”

“Of course. I’m here for you. You know that. How can I help?”

Dr. Carol sat in the chair across from Sara, concern painting her face.

“They moved Marilla,” Sara said.

“Who did?”

“My parents. My mother and father. They moved her to a less expensive facility on the coast. As if they don’t have enough money to support her. They do.” Sara stood and began pacing. “I won’t be able to see her now without a fourteen-hour drive.” Sara whirled. “Can I get a lawyer and fight this? Do you know?”

“What does an ideal outcome look like for you?”

Sara frowned. “What? You mean what do I want to happen?”

“Yes,” said Dr. Carol, taking off her glasses. “If Marilla doesn’t wake up, what’s the best outcome?”

“For me to be where I can see her, read to her, help her,” Sara said. “I need to be close to her. She’s my twin. We’ve always been together. I need to help her get well. She has to get better. I can’t face the world without her.”

It was her fault Marilla was in the coma. She had to save her. She couldn’t face the world without Rilla.

She froze. She finally saw it.

She was using Rilla. She was hiding from her own stuff, all her issues, and using her twin sister to do it.

Dr. Carol’s eyes were full of sympathy and unspoken answers. She waited.

“Oh God. Am I being selfish? Is it selfish to want to keep her here?”

“Not necessarily. You might be right, believing she needs to be close. She shouldn’t be left alone. I can’t argue with that. But it’s really important you realize…that even if she wakes, she may very well need special care for some time. As I understand it, your mother reviewed all the facilities in the country to find the best for Marilla’s condition. And she’s given notice at the hospital. She quit. Did you know that?”

Dr. Carol’s practice was in the same hospital her mother was a department head at, University Hospital; she and Sara’s mother were colleagues.

“My mother quit?” Sara’s voice rose to an unbelieving squeak. She would never quit. She worked on holidays, missed our games growing up. They had a series of nannies. Who had a nanny in Kentucky? Or rather, au pair.

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