Scylla had left Elke behind at the hospital, tucked into the bed with her warm-looking Sleeping Beauty blanket. The yellow rose that Elke had so carefully twisted into her hair was untangled and the hair carefully smoothed. She slid the yellow rose into the teddy bear, sticking the cut end into a half-empty spit-cup of water.
Heh. Hopefully a nurse would come in and catch it soon.
She pressed a kiss to the Zodiac’s forehead, gentle, and tucked the Cosmo back under the mattress. For almost an hour she sat next to the sleeping girl, poring over the pictures of white wedding dresses and beautiful women who were almost glowing. Was this what a wedding day was supposed to be? She’d never thought of her own wedding as being an occasion that would make her glow so naturally.
So obviously in love.
Her mother had been. When she was younger she’d used the phrase “It isn’t fair’ to try and make her mother see that what she wanted for her daughter wasn’t something fair. Well, she’d been informed, life isn’t fair. Her mother had lived a life of insecurity at first. She’d sacrificed comfort for love. And Jada would not ever be as uncomfortable as Szelem had been.
Jada snorted. She’d never be a poor woman. She would never be uncomfortable. But her mother didn’t see it that way. For Szelem’s odd way of showing it, she loved Jada and just wanted something good for her. It was just that Jada didn’t appreciate that particular style of love. It made her feel dirty.
What kind of wedding dress would Jada want, if the choice was up to her? She flipped through slowly. And then she saw a picture; it was a sleek strapless gown, mermaid style, curving with the body. It flowed out from the knee, and had a train that trailed out about three feet behind. There was a gauzy veil and a pearl trim, and…
It was beautiful.
She pulled out the picture carefully, and wrote next to it with Elke’s pen. I guess it is okay to dream every so often. What do you think? Will I be ravishing? Love, Scy.
She found a place to put the image, tucked in the arms of the bear, near the rose. Elke should be able to reach it if she noticed the paper. If the Zodiac didn’t notice it, someone else surely would, right? And with luck no one else would bother to ask too many questions about the person who had left this note. She moved back over to the window, glad that it had been open when she got here. The night air was cold though. She’d have to make mention of the bad things that could creep in the window if the nurses left it open at night. Like colds. Or crazy people. She took a peek out the window, to see if nyone was watching.
Nothing she could see. She slipped out the window, balancing carefully on the ledge. With the heel of her shoe, she pushed the window shut, and leapt off the ledge. It would take some time to get home, and her ribs hurt from the jump. Damn gnomes. Tomorrow night she should bring a ladder or something.
Heh. Hopefully a nurse would come in and catch it soon.
She pressed a kiss to the Zodiac’s forehead, gentle, and tucked the Cosmo back under the mattress. For almost an hour she sat next to the sleeping girl, poring over the pictures of white wedding dresses and beautiful women who were almost glowing. Was this what a wedding day was supposed to be? She’d never thought of her own wedding as being an occasion that would make her glow so naturally.
So obviously in love.
Her mother had been. When she was younger she’d used the phrase “It isn’t fair’ to try and make her mother see that what she wanted for her daughter wasn’t something fair. Well, she’d been informed, life isn’t fair. Her mother had lived a life of insecurity at first. She’d sacrificed comfort for love. And Jada would not ever be as uncomfortable as Szelem had been.
Jada snorted. She’d never be a poor woman. She would never be uncomfortable. But her mother didn’t see it that way. For Szelem’s odd way of showing it, she loved Jada and just wanted something good for her. It was just that Jada didn’t appreciate that particular style of love. It made her feel dirty.
What kind of wedding dress would Jada want, if the choice was up to her? She flipped through slowly. And then she saw a picture; it was a sleek strapless gown, mermaid style, curving with the body. It flowed out from the knee, and had a train that trailed out about three feet behind. There was a gauzy veil and a pearl trim, and…
It was beautiful.
She pulled out the picture carefully, and wrote next to it with Elke’s pen. I guess it is okay to dream every so often. What do you think? Will I be ravishing? Love, Scy.
She found a place to put the image, tucked in the arms of the bear, near the rose. Elke should be able to reach it if she noticed the paper. If the Zodiac didn’t notice it, someone else surely would, right? And with luck no one else would bother to ask too many questions about the person who had left this note. She moved back over to the window, glad that it had been open when she got here. The night air was cold though. She’d have to make mention of the bad things that could creep in the window if the nurses left it open at night. Like colds. Or crazy people. She took a peek out the window, to see if nyone was watching.
Nothing she could see. She slipped out the window, balancing carefully on the ledge. With the heel of her shoe, she pushed the window shut, and leapt off the ledge. It would take some time to get home, and her ribs hurt from the jump. Damn gnomes. Tomorrow night she should bring a ladder or something.
