The Space Between

Conversation 1

 "Good morning, Ms. Brown."

"Green."

"Like your eyes?"

"My eyes are brown."

"Ah, you see my confusion."

"Not at all."

"Ms. Amelia, do you know who I am?"

"No clue."

"I'm Dr. Torres-"

"-like a bull?"

"No. Like a tower."

"Well, you see my confusion."

"Amelia?"

"Yes, Doctor?"

"Do you know why you're here?"

"Because I have gaps in my memories."

"No. Do you know why you're here?"

"Because I need to heal?"

"From what, Amelia?"

"I'm guessing an injury."

"Do you feel injured?"

"I mostly feel weak. And hungry."

"Amelia, do you have any clue what happened on Christmas eve?"

"No?"

"Try to think of anything."

"I'm not enjoying this game. Can you just tell me?"

"Amelia, you tried to take your own life."

"No."

"Do you remember this at all?"

"No. I didn't."

"Think about why you are reacting like this."

"I'm not reacting. I don't need to. There's nothing to react to. I didn't-"

"I'm afraid you did."

"Why? I'm happy. I have no reason-"

"That's not how this works. It's so much more complicated. You're a delicate mix of emotions and genetics that can all play a role. I was there when you got wheeled in on a stretcher. I watched them bring you back. I know this is a lot to take in, but please trust me. A lot can change in five months. You are not the same you that you were back then."

"I would never-"

"Amelia. Stop. Breathe. Tell me how your body is reacting to this."

"I-I'm upset. My breath is too fast and my ribs feel too tight. I don't know how I could ever- I just don't get it. I've never even considered it.I"

"How do your feet feel?"

"What?"

"How do your feet feel? Take a moment to notice."

"They feel cold. kind of like they have rocks instead of bones and ice instead of blood."

"Focus on them and take deep breaths."

"I mean, you're totally making this up, right?"

"No, Amelia, You really tried to-"

"Why?"

"That's what we would all like to know."

"Where's my family?"

"Now isn't a good time to-"

"Are they okay?"

"Amelia. This time is to focus on you."

"I need to leave. Now. Fuck."

"You're free to go. We will pick this up tomorrow. Think about it, Amelia."

NOTES

Amelia is scared, still in denial. Has no recollection of what happened.