Blood. She could see blood everywhere. The blood of those two men as they lay on the cold street. The blood from the wounded man she saved in Paris and who had now become her lover. The blood of her own guilt. Blood was the reason she now saved lives; blood was why she had become a surgeon.
It was a cold and dismal day in far away England and a little girl lay on her bed watching the rain patter on her windowsill. She loved the sound of raindrops on her window pane-it was like the rain was whispering its secrets to her.
'My little dove, my child, come out-we are going to your favourite pizza place, ' her mother called.
Little Mila threw back the covers and started to get dressed-she put on her favourite red frock and her red rain boots with her matching red umbrella and ran pell mell down the stairs.
Thunder and a sudden downpour greeted the family as they bundled up in their red Chevy quickly and headed out. Like all little girls, she did not like the thunder so to provide a distraction, her father began to sing to the thundering beat of the raindrops. Her mother coaxed her to join in as well and soon the three of them were singing at the top of their voices. The little girl got so excited that she had a sudden urge to dance and all of a sudden, her seat belt came loose and she slipped in the space between the driver's seat and the rear one. Her father immediately turned back to see if she was all right and her mother beckoned him to stop the car. But in the split second, as her father turned to ensure that his little dove was all right, a truck came up out of nowhere and hit their car at full speed. There was a deafening sound as metal hit metal and glass was shattered. The car spun out of control and skidded off the slippery road to collide with the trees on the side. As the car finally came to a halt, a scared yet unhurt little girl peeked out from her spot to see if her mother and father were all right. She just saw two bodies slumped in their seats. She climbed out of the seat and touched her mother's shoulder. 'Mommy, are you ok?' getting no response, she turned to her father, 'daddy, wake up, daddy'. But neither of them ever woke up. Again.
It was nearly an hour before people found the car by the road. A red chevy with two adults and a child inside, hugging her parents and wiping their blood with her tears.They rushed the trio to a hospital nearby but it was already too late for the parents. They managed to save the child though, soaked with the blood of her parents, mingling with her favourite red frock and her red rain boots.
It was a cold and dismal day in far away England and a little girl lay on her bed watching the rain patter on her windowsill. She loved the sound of raindrops on her window pane-it was like the rain was whispering its secrets to her.
'My little dove, my child, come out-we are going to your favourite pizza place, ' her mother called.
Little Mila threw back the covers and started to get dressed-she put on her favourite red frock and her red rain boots with her matching red umbrella and ran pell mell down the stairs.
Thunder and a sudden downpour greeted the family as they bundled up in their red Chevy quickly and headed out. Like all little girls, she did not like the thunder so to provide a distraction, her father began to sing to the thundering beat of the raindrops. Her mother coaxed her to join in as well and soon the three of them were singing at the top of their voices. The little girl got so excited that she had a sudden urge to dance and all of a sudden, her seat belt came loose and she slipped in the space between the driver's seat and the rear one. Her father immediately turned back to see if she was all right and her mother beckoned him to stop the car. But in the split second, as her father turned to ensure that his little dove was all right, a truck came up out of nowhere and hit their car at full speed. There was a deafening sound as metal hit metal and glass was shattered. The car spun out of control and skidded off the slippery road to collide with the trees on the side. As the car finally came to a halt, a scared yet unhurt little girl peeked out from her spot to see if her mother and father were all right. She just saw two bodies slumped in their seats. She climbed out of the seat and touched her mother's shoulder. 'Mommy, are you ok?' getting no response, she turned to her father, 'daddy, wake up, daddy'. But neither of them ever woke up. Again.
It was nearly an hour before people found the car by the road. A red chevy with two adults and a child inside, hugging her parents and wiping their blood with her tears.They rushed the trio to a hospital nearby but it was already too late for the parents. They managed to save the child though, soaked with the blood of her parents, mingling with her favourite red frock and her red rain boots.
