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*Athena refers to ex-spouse Michael using homophobic slurs in the midst of her profound grief and deep
deep disappointment at losing a child fathered by new husband Bobby Nash. Rather than take offence I ask that you
understand that she is lashing-out and that the slurs used are simply for authenticity-she can conceive with her
gay man yet not the new love of her life must hurt her un-imaginably-she isn't rational.*
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Athena remains curled in the same position (knees drawn up to her chest, head down) as when he left this morning. He made
sure to ask her ex-husband Michael and her Mother to look in on her, and they must have: the vase on the bedside table holds
fresh flowers, with a new stack of condolence cards nearby. The full water glass and pitcher look un-touched. "Baby", Bobby
Nash whispers, touching her shoulder through the bed-spread. "I'm home."
"You hungry?" Athena's voice sounds dry and raspy.
"Sit up, will you? Thea...drink some water, Love."
'I drank some." Unless his eyes deceive him this is simply not true.
"Please drink a little more-for me."
She gulps most of the glass, and when she's finished he says "You did not let me down, 'Thea. You could never."
"My first miscarriage...I bear a GAY MOTHERFUCKER TWO CHILDREN, and I fail with you...this is HIS FAULT, sissy motherf-"
"Athena!"
"WHAT!? You love him all of a sudden-y'all ' but bois ?'-what's up?! she snarls nastily.
Before he knows it Captain Nash is on his feet and storming toward the door. "I'm SORRY, Baby!! I-I...I'm didn't mean it..."
Her loud, heaving sobs rends his heart in two. "I know that you didn't. You're Hurt, and angry, and lashing out at the world,
but know this: I don't blame you, or Michael, or ANYONE for the loss of our baby. It happened-that's all. When you're ready we can
try again...if you want."
"Yeah. We'll wait awhile, and try again."