All In the Past || Amelia & Teddy

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The wrong foot. Well, she guessed that was one
way of putting it. But in truth, the neurosurgeon
hadn’t spent a whole lot of time dwelling on the
uncomfortable interaction. Still, she appreciated
the second-chance to rectify whatever had gone
wrong the first time, so Amelia smiled in return.

“Don’t worry about it. We all have our off days,
right? Besides, standing next to a dead body
isn’t really the greatest way to meet someone.
Kind of a mood killer – especially on dates.”
Way to keep things appropriate.

She  wondered  if  she was doing the right thing,
presenting herself this way. But Teddy couldn’t
bring herself to say the words — the words that
would betray her as the woman who was only a
mother  because  Amelia  had  paid the price in
her own blood.  No,  she  couldn’t  say  it  while
Amelia was still so blissfully oblivious. 

Her  laugh coming surprisingly genuine, Teddy
quipped:   “Well,  I  wouldn’t  know.  But  I  can 
vouch for the fact that the name Erwin and the
mothers of forty year-old men are just as bad,
as far as dates go.”