Hospital bathroom and beyond, New York, Tuesday
Mohinder upended the pills and watched them fall. 'You're not doing it.' A couple of them scattered on the grey-pink bathroom tiles and he ducked down to pick them up. 'You're not testing those things on her.' The last few barely made a splash as they fell into the water and sank. 'Just throw them away.'
He looked at the empty bottle and then at the reflection in front of him. "That could have gone better," he told it. Mohinder supposed it could have gone worse, though at the moment he could hardly see how. It was a pity he'd- never mind.
"Mr Suresh," the nurse waved a clipboard in front of him with air of someone for whom this wasn't the first time he'd done so. Mohinder was probably imagining the impression that the next time he'd be directly hit with the paperwork. Probably. He took the form and quickly signed it at the marked crosses.
He'd just made it back to Molly's room, hand to door, when she turned and told him, "Oh, your wife's already gotten your little girl to the car."
"My wife?"
Yeah, he was just going to stand here a moment "I don't" and repeat himself for a minute. "My-"
Okay he was done. Now to- and Niki apppeared, pushing through the corridor's double doors and taking his arm with a tight smile, and saying loudly, "Come on honey, we don't want to keep the specialist waiting."
The rest of the conversation hissed and whispered between them until they got to the car. Mohinder had, he thought, pulling out towards Hartsdale, had better days.
[NFB for distance etc]
He looked at the empty bottle and then at the reflection in front of him. "That could have gone better," he told it. Mohinder supposed it could have gone worse, though at the moment he could hardly see how. It was a pity he'd- never mind.
"Mr Suresh," the nurse waved a clipboard in front of him with air of someone for whom this wasn't the first time he'd done so. Mohinder was probably imagining the impression that the next time he'd be directly hit with the paperwork. Probably. He took the form and quickly signed it at the marked crosses.
He'd just made it back to Molly's room, hand to door, when she turned and told him, "Oh, your wife's already gotten your little girl to the car."
"My wife?"
Yeah, he was just going to stand here a moment "I don't" and repeat himself for a minute. "My-"
Okay he was done. Now to- and Niki apppeared, pushing through the corridor's double doors and taking his arm with a tight smile, and saying loudly, "Come on honey, we don't want to keep the specialist waiting."
The rest of the conversation hissed and whispered between them until they got to the car. Mohinder had, he thought, pulling out towards Hartsdale, had better days.
[NFB for distance etc]