No Fat Juliets
Stephen pressed ten fingers to the glass, his breath frosting a small circle as his face sank ever closer. Someone was talking to him. A nurse, he thought. He didn’t care.
For so much of his life he’d drifted: aimless in his passage from one job to the next. One failed relationship followed another – a ship without power or purpose, blown on the wind. Finally life mattered. Beyond the glass she lay: swaddled in an incubator, tiny and useless.
“She will need constant care for the rest of her life.”
He didn’t know why the nurse looked so sad. To Stephen, his daughter was perfect.
(c) Tim Austin 2016. Promo image courtesy of Alexander Lam via Unsplash.
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