Mia san Mia (We are who we are)
Vienna, Nov. 1900 - Office of Dr. Edvard Sanguis
“Miss Emelia Ratavoloira to see you Doctor,” the secretary escorted her into the office.“Yes!” the man from the cafe launched out of his desk to greet her. “Miss Ratavoloira, I’m so pleased to see you again!”
His enthusiasm surged out from him. “I honestly did not expect you to call.” She was still dubious and made no effort to hide it. “Please, sit!” he gestured to a chair in front of his desk. “Are you comfortable with German? I speak French as well, my Italian is not good but… whichever suits you better.”
“German suits me fine,” she said. The man had a very broad grin under his broader moustache. “How was Paris and the World’s Fair?”
“Wonderful,” she didn’t lie. “Tres Magnifique. Women are competing in the Olympics now, did you know? I was not raised with modern innovations, so to see so many was… stupefacente… was… Auss-er-vunlie…”
The doctor looked confused and said “Ah yes! Extraordinary.”
“Yes…” she smiled.
“As thrilled as I am, why did you decide to come and see me?”
“In Frauenhuber, when you gave me your card… you told me you knew what I was.”
“Yes,” the doctor nodded.
“What do you think I am?”
“I would call you… Kind des Bludsauger. That is what your parents are, yes?”
She shifted in her seat as she stared down at her gloved hands.
His excitement had dulled, she felt a greater aura of curiosity now. “Please, Mademoiselle, you have nothing to fear from me. I’ve been studying your parents’ kind for over fifteen years now. You… I know of only five others like you… you fascinate me.”
She was used to men’s stares. By his, she felt as though she should be under a microscope. “I can show my research to you if that would ease your mind… your mind, which as you say, is… tres magnifique… stupefacente.”
“Why? Why am I so extraordinary to you? I’ve never been… not to anyone.” Except Arturo.
His excitement was much more pronounced again but in a different form.
“If my paternity dictates what I am then why was I never more than… What am I, Doctor? Please let me know.”
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