aka The Frazzled Mom
“Reboot!” She shouted.
Karl was a bit surprised by the reaction. In fact, he was speechless. What would that mean for the franchise, or for him?
“Aren’t you excited?” Crissa asked, expectation etched in her face. “This will bring new life to Mercy Terminal!”
He frowned. “I don’t quite understand. What is there to reboot? The show was fine the way it was.”
“But this is the 21st Century, where character development is king! What do we know of Dr. Wilkins?”
“Me? Well, you know what I like to drink, for starters.”
“Exactly. That’s it in a nutshell. I want to know the back story. How did he get to Mercy Terminal? He was chief medical officer his entire life. He had to start somewhere.”
“That isn’t important. I was the top of my class and that is the main reason I made it to Mercy Terminal. Intelligence and skills, not to mention charm.” He flashed her a smile.
She paused long enough to consider him. “Right. Well, it’s important to me how he got there, what he was like as a child.”
“You want to know what I was like as a child? I’ll tell you. Just ask. Whatever you want to know. I am an open book.”
She chuckled. “I meant, I want to know the real Dr. Wilkins, the one Holdenburns created. The reason for Mercy Terminal. With his input into the show, his original vision and ideas will finally get the screen time they deserve! Besides, they’ve cast Forest. He’s amazing, not to mention totally hot.”
He raised an eyebrow. “The real Dr. Wilkins?”
“Oh, uh,” she stammered, her face flushed with embarrassment.
He gazed at her intently.
“No Offense?” she offered.
He waited for a moment. His desire was to let unease settle between them. At last, he released her with the drawn out, “None. Taken.”