So…. I made this graphic of John & Hamish….
I don’t know…seems like John is reading something “funny” out of that book…I’ve no idea XD
Is there any lovely, talented writer that would like to make a ficlet out of this? something! please? :)
“Working on your homework, Hamish?”
“Oh no, Papa, I’m reading one of your medical books.”
“Oh, that’s lovely, one of my…what?!”
“It’s fascinating!” Hamish pointed to the graphic illustration of intestines. “Emergency medicine is so interesting.”
“Hamish, a young boy should not be reading about penetrating abdominal trauma.” John leaned over his son angrily. He studied the page. “Where did you even get this?”
“Father gave it to me.” Hamish pointed at the photo of a cholecystectomy. “Did you ever do this stuff? In the war?”
“I’ve told you I don’t like talking about that.” He wiped a hand over his face. “Normal boys like playing video games, you know.”
“I don’t want to be a normal boy.” Hamish stuck out his tongue. “I think I’d like to be a doctor like you, Papa.”
John sighed, ruffling Hamish’s dark hair. With a smile, he went to the bookshelf, pulling out a copy of “Color Atlas of Anatomy”. “I think this might be a little more appropriate. No graphic trauma photos until you’re at least 13.”
“I said no. Sometimes I swear your Father has no idea what is appropriate…”
“He told me I could help Auntie Molly with an autopsy this afternoon if I read that one.” Hamish whined, pointing to the book John had just taken away.
Sometimes John, you are no fun.