Droplets from the Inkwell

Quick Blurb: The Wait

We sat together in the waiting room together. I held her hand and glanced around. There were magazines placed on the numerous stands scattered among the chairs. They remained untouched, as all the women sat there looking as nervous as she did. Some of them were fortunate and had someone by their side, offering the same kind of support and encouragement I was. Others were there by themselves, and I wondered what kind of hell they must be going through without anyone to share it with. I understood now why she asked me, a mere friend, to come with her. I quietly cursed her ex for abandoning her during this time of need. The door leading to the examination rooms swung and everyone in the magazine-strewn lounge turned to face the woman in a white lab coat who filled the opening.

JarredH

Our tears remind us that we're alive. Our laughter reminds us why.