In a hospital waiting room, they meet.
A prisoner of war and a plastic surgeon.
Pale in color and demeanor, the POW. Bronzed and tan, is the rich, successful doctor.
Sterile is the air between them, ammonia-tinged and  frighteningly still.
Though the room is packed with people, there is no one else these two women can see. They’ve both overcome such overwhelming odds but when given the chance, neither has much to say. Two sisters, so close via blood, yet in life, so far away.
I love this idea. You’ll have to show me how it works at the next meeting. It looks so cool 😀
Of course! I’d love to let you borrow them or see at next meeting. Fun!