[[ wheelsy, south carolina ]]
[ hold on to yourself ]
Full name.
Date of birth.
Social Security number.
Address.
Phone number.
She doesn't know.
She doesn't know Bill's middle name or the ZIP code for Wheelsy, or even his birthday.
Small but significant details she should know
"Honey?"
but she doesn't and the form is blurring and the pen's shaking in her too-cold fingers.
"Honey, are you hurt?"
Kate looks up then, into the kind eyes of a nurse with a graying auburn perm and Tweety scrubs.
"I - no."
"Y'sure?"
"Yeah, I'm - "
And then she realizes.
"It's not my blood."
She glances at her jeans, and her stomach twists.
None of it's mine.
"Okay, then." The nurse takes the clipboard from Kate's unsteady hands. "We'll worry 'bout this in a minute. Right now, you come with me and we'll find somethin' for you to change into."
Full name.
Date of birth.
Social Security number.
Address.
Phone number.
She doesn't know.
She doesn't know Bill's middle name or the ZIP code for Wheelsy, or even his birthday.
Small but significant details she should know
"Honey?"
but she doesn't and the form is blurring and the pen's shaking in her too-cold fingers.
"Honey, are you hurt?"
Kate looks up then, into the kind eyes of a nurse with a graying auburn perm and Tweety scrubs.
"I - no."
"Y'sure?"
"Yeah, I'm - "
And then she realizes.
"It's not my blood."
She glances at her jeans, and her stomach twists.
None of it's mine.
"Okay, then." The nurse takes the clipboard from Kate's unsteady hands. "We'll worry 'bout this in a minute. Right now, you come with me and we'll find somethin' for you to change into."