Don't Shoot the Messenger

Seeley's phone chimed.

“Seeley, it's Neill. Listen. I can't say anything. You know I can't. But…my sister, Allison…during her first pregnancy, the changes were really jarring to her. To the point that she felt like an outsider in her own skin. She felt…physical static every time she looked in a mirror. You and I both know Ella is a beautiful woman. Anyone looking at her can see it. She'd have such a beautiful glow if she believed it. Ansel, my brother in law…he found the best way to help Allison was to go over every part of her that was changing, and remind her why it made her beautiful. Allison's biggest fear was that her body was changing too much for Ansel to find her attractive, and he kept reminding her why that wasn't true. I hope this helps.

She had bolded one word. Static.

Static. Static. Static. Shit. A reminder of her former life.

“Thank you. I'll see what I can do. I do try and tell her she's gorgeous, that I still love her, that I still want to be with her, that I'm happy to be with her. Sometimes I feel like she doesn't believe me, but I keep trying. I'll keep trying. You've helped her so much in the past. There's a reason I make sure she gets assigned to you.”