She bows respectfully and I take the elevator straight up.
The doors open later to the OR hallway or waiting hall.
And there sits Carlin, lost in thoughts.
Although there's a measure of sadness on her face, there's another feeling and expression I cannot describe.
She just has a torn between expression on her face.
I walk to her and sit beside her.
She is startled and jumps.
"Whoa. Scaredy cat." I comment and drop my bag on the cold chair beside me.
She calms down and gives me a speculative look.
"What do you want? There's a restraining order between us remember?"
"You obviously didn't listen well in school. A restraining order is meant for one party not to visit or go close to the other, it does not apply to the one who issues it. And I issued it so I can come close to you but you can't do otherwise."
"Yeah, right. What do you want?"
