The Saline Solution by Caitlin Whitaker

Author:Caitlin Whitaker [Whitaker, Caitlin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: young adult, teen, contemporary, romance, self esteem, social issues, body image
ISBN: 9781948671989
Publisher: Swoon Romance
Published: 2020-05-12T07:00:00+00:00

Even though I woke up feeling dramatically better, I barely made it through the school day the next morning. I spent the whole day making lists of questions and saving pictures of boobs that were about the size I wanted to get.

Mom checked me out of school after lunch, and we started toward Knoxville.

I was tapping my fingers against my phone, and I didn’t realize I was doing it until Mom reached over and stopped my fingers with her hand.

“You know it’s a ninety-minute drive,” she said.

“I know.”

“So you might want to find something to read or play on your phone so you don’t explode all over the car.”

I forced myself to sit still. It wasn’t easy. “I’m good.”

Shorter days had turned the trees bright red and gold, and the leaves that lined the highway like confetti went airborne as we flew past. I watched the hills roll by my window and wished someone had managed to invent teleportation by then.

The road finally widened from one lane to two, then four, and suddenly we were in Volunteer country. I was so nervous, I could barely breathe.

Mom’s phone gave turn by turn directions to the doctor’s office. “In a quarter mile, turn right.” We’d been in the city for five minutes, and we were already pulling into the parking lot.

I took a slow, shaky breath and opened the door. My knees almost buckled.

“You okay over there?” Mom asked. “If you’re sick, we can go home.”

“No way. Let’s do this,” I said.

If I was that nervous just going in for a consultation, I was going to have to be heavily sedated just to get into the surgical center the day of the operation.

I fidgeted with a magazine about plastic surgery in the waiting room. My brain wouldn’t focus on the words, and the pictures barely registered. Mom sat eerily still. We had very different ways of dealing with tension.

“Ethel Klyczek?”

The sound of my name made my stomach do a backflip. We went back to the exam room, and I changed into a robe behind the curtain. I folded my shirt and bra and left them on the bench. My hands were shaking so I used them to hold my robe shut to keep Mom from seeing how freaked out I was.

All the research I’d done said they’d be taking pictures of my chest, but nothing prepared me for how I felt standing topless between the wall and a camera. I’d never felt more naked in my life. I focused on breathing so I didn’t pass out.

Front view, side view, and forty five degree angles.

It was such a relief to be back in the robe I’d been so afraid to put on in the first place. I folded my arms tight across my chest, and we waited for Dr. Reynolds.

He wasn’t what I expected. He was way better.

Yes, it was super awkward to sit half naked in a room with a guy feeling me up while my mom watched. But the guy was

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