Amy
Title: Amy
Author: litlover12
Rating: PG
Fandoms: Little Dorrit
Characters: Amy Dorrit
Word Count: 200
Summary: Amy's thoughts while Arthur is ill in prison.
Author's Note: Third entry in my series on Dickens's Women.
Sometimes it seems to me that I have spent my entire life in a sickroom. First my poor dear father and uncle, and then my brother . . . and now Arthur.
(How strange it feels to me to call him that, even to myself. How strange and how sweet.)
I wish they would not keep making me leave him. “You must rest,” everyone says, but how can I? When I can be with him, I am all right. It makes my heart ache to see him suffer so, but at least I can watch over him, and do all that I can to help him. But when I am alone, fear comes and settles like a heavy weight on my chest, until I can scarcely breathe.
O God, don’t take him from me! I cannot lose him too. Especially now-now that he really has come to care for me, in the way I always longed for and dreamed of. If he went out of this world, I should feel alone in it for the rest of my life, even with my kind friends and my brother and sister still here with me. Truly, I would rather die myself.
Author: litlover12
Rating: PG
Fandoms: Little Dorrit
Characters: Amy Dorrit
Word Count: 200
Summary: Amy's thoughts while Arthur is ill in prison.
Author's Note: Third entry in my series on Dickens's Women.
Sometimes it seems to me that I have spent my entire life in a sickroom. First my poor dear father and uncle, and then my brother . . . and now Arthur.
(How strange it feels to me to call him that, even to myself. How strange and how sweet.)
I wish they would not keep making me leave him. “You must rest,” everyone says, but how can I? When I can be with him, I am all right. It makes my heart ache to see him suffer so, but at least I can watch over him, and do all that I can to help him. But when I am alone, fear comes and settles like a heavy weight on my chest, until I can scarcely breathe.
O God, don’t take him from me! I cannot lose him too. Especially now-now that he really has come to care for me, in the way I always longed for and dreamed of. If he went out of this world, I should feel alone in it for the rest of my life, even with my kind friends and my brother and sister still here with me. Truly, I would rather die myself.