FULL NAME: Lucy Edwards
NICKNAME: Luce, Eddie
AGE: 38
DATE OF BIRTH: January 1st 1984
PLACE OF BIRTH: Sussex, UK
GENDER IDENTIFICATION: CisFemale
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Lesbian
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Married
NEIGHBORHOOD: Briar Ridge Hills
OCCUPATION: OBGYN & Pediatrician
POSITIVE TRAITS: passionate, caring, maternal
NEGATIVE TRAITS: impulsive, overconfident, divisive
LENGTH OF TIME IN BRIAR RIDGE: nine years
Lucy was born into a RAF family which meant that moving house became second nature to her. She was a natural at making friends, her parents called it her superpower, but what they didn't really notice was that she was also pretty great at moving on without them too. Every year or two there was a new house, that's what it was, just a house, never a home, merely a building where she unpacked her belongings to repack them when it was time to move again.
Schools were just part of the system, she did well, she learnt quickly and took it upon herself to study anything she'd missed as she moved between different curriculums. Her schools were always international, her lessons in English but the languages around her all different and exciting. Languages became Lucy's favourite past time, always keen to learn the native language or that of her friends. She was never completely fluent, the writing part wasn't necessary, but she could hold pretty good conversations in a range of languages.
When she got to 17 and graduated ealry, she had a choice, stay with her family in the Falkland Islands or move somewhere else for University. With no real ties it was like the opportunities were endless. She headed to UCLA to study pre-med, the program was great but Lucy never really felt like the LA lifestyle fit her, she felt out of place.
After graduating Lucy headed to John Hopkins for her OBGYN residency. It was an incredible program but it still didn't feel like home so once she completed her residency she headed off on a road trip to try and find 'home'. She stumbled upon Briar Ridge and something clicked, she was 29 but for the first time she felt like she had a home.
She got herself a job at the local medical practice whilst also starting a pediatrics residency across the practice and the hospital. Briar Ridge was also the place that Lucy found love. It was chaotic and messy and like a rollercoaster but it was love. That love turned into a marriage and two children, but Lucy isn't entirely sure that their family is complete yet.
At the other's comment of her being an excellent wing woman, Thea laughed. "I can imagine you probably are. I mean, I've met your wife, she's a looker." Thea playfully winked, looking at the other with a small smile. "I'll keep that in mind though; if it doesn't work out for me to find the love of my life on my own." she added. She took a sip of the drink in front of her as she looked at her friend, listening as she began bragging on her daughter. "That kid is so smart. Not that I'm surprised; her parents are geniuses, so, she comes by it honestly." she admitted. "Though, I am a little bummed for you that you can't use the best part of parenting - the spelling trick - anymore." she laughed. As the other spoke of her wife, Thea nodded. "I'm glad that you guys are doing well. Though, I think I'd be more confused if you told me that you weren't. Is she working? I miss her and as much as I love hanging out with you I don't want Chloe to think I hate her."
"Now that is the second time you've commented on how hot my wife is, which is true, but should I be worried that you're about to run off into the sunset with her?" she questioned with a laugh. "In all honesty I still don't know how I managed to end up with such an incredible wife, I must've done something right, I'm just not sure what." Chloe and Lucy hadn't exactly had the easiest journey, and Lucy had been the cause of most of the those hiccups, but she was thankful for what they were now. "She's a mini-Chloe, which explains the brains." She smiled, she was thankful that that was how people saw her marriage now, steady and dependable, Lucy hadn't always been like that. "Yeah, she's working today, she's off the next two though, tomorrow is my day but you can have the next as I'm working then," she admitted.
Chloe's tired eyes softened at Lucy's touch and the warmth of her smile. Despite the exhaustion of her shift, Lucy's presence always managed to bring a sense of comfort and ease to her day. "Oh, definitely here for the cute babies," Chloe teased lightly, her voice carrying a hint of playful sarcasm. "But seeing you is always a bonus," she added with a gentle squeeze of Lucy's hand in return.
"How's your shift going? Any interesting cases today?" Chloe inquired, genuinely interested in Lucy's work, even amidst her own exhaustion. @lucymargotedwards
She could feel some of the tension leaving Chloe's body as their hands met, and it meant the world to her that she could still do that, that they could ground each other so easily. "Well, I can definitely help you with both of those things," she smiled, there were some perks to being a pediatrician and cute kids were definitely one of them. She motioned to one of the nurses that she'd be in the down the corridor and she started to lead Chloe towards the 'baby room'. "As shifts go it's been a pretty good one," she smiled, "two births and a few familiar faces." It was nice when she got to cross over with her regular patients whilst they had their hospital appointments. "You seem like it's been a busy one?" she asked. Reading Chloe hadn't always been easy, but now Lucy liked to think she could tell what her wife was thinking, most of the time at least.
Chloe trudged wearily through the hospital corridors, her scrubs clinging to her tired frame. The weight of the surgery she had just completed hung heavy on her shoulders, but she knew she still had six long hours of her shift left to endure. As she passed through the bustling halls of the pediatric floor, her steps faltered momentarily before finding renewed determination. She needed a moment of solace, a brief respite from the chaos of the emergency room.
Opening the door to the children's ward, Chloe looked around at the familiar faces of nurses and doctors performing their responsibilities. And then she saw Lucy, her wife, like a lighthouse in the sea of white coats. She moved to face her, a little grin pulling at the edges of her lips as relief filled her senses. Despite the exhaustion etched into every line of her face, Chloe felt a warmth spread through her at the sight of her wife's gentle eyes. "Hey."
Lucy's hospital shifts had gone down dramatically since the kids were born, but now that Hailey was in school and Noah was in pre-school there was slightly more time. Now instead of just popping by the hospital to check on her patients she was able to do complete shifts, loving the buzz that the busy place gave her. Sure, the clinic was nice but at times it became predictable.
She had just finished checking in on a patient when she walked down the corridor and saw Chloe. Her wife looked tired, but still somehow incredibly beautiful, even in scrubs and nearing the end of a grueling shift. "Hey," she replied, taking Chloe's hand in hers and squeezing it lightly. Lucy wasn't one for PDA, especially at work, so a hand was usually all she offered, but that squeeze said more than any words could. "You here for the cute babies or me?" she asked with a soft smile.
Scoffing a little at the other's comment on her love life, she shook her head. "The love life department's been a little dry recently. Maybe I need to flirt back with someone just to make sure I've still got game." she laughed, taking a sip of the wine in her glass and letting her attention return to her friend as she sighed. "Though, I do say wine and conversations are my favorite form of payment. Not only do I enjoy having girl time, I also always happen to have at least one un-opened and new to me bottle of wine sitting around my place, so, if you ever need a pick me up, at least you know who to call for the alcohol." she admitted. She took a look around Lucy's place like she often did - Thea was observant in many ways and would be the first person to tell you if she noticed something different - and there was always the satisfaction of noticing something new and the expression on her friends' faces that made her smile a little. She turned and moved so she was leaning against the other's couch, letting her gaze meet her friend's again. "So, what's going on in casa de Edwards these days?" she asked. "How are you? How's that stunning wife of yours?" @lucymargotedwards
"Hey, we can definitely fix that love life issue," she declared, "I am an excellent wingwoman." It wasn't exactly true, she tried hard but in all honesty she was pretty terrible at setting other people up. She had the right intentions but somehow the pairings she set up always ended pretty terribly. "I will remember that," she grinned, she could always depend on Thea for good wine and even better chats. "Hailey won her grades spelling bee, which is great and all but it does mean we can no longer spell things to each other when we don't want her to understand," she admitted. "I am good, Chloe is good, amazing as always."
Madeline thought about the last time she had them and how they had been sliced. " No, not diced. I would do them a long way like fries. " Madeline explained though she was sure if you diced and fried them they would be fine. " I would look up a recipe because I am not sure like potatoes if they need to soak them like potatoes. " Madeline said with her nose a bit scrunched because really she shouldn't get advice on a vegetable she had never cooked before only had eaten. " I have confidence though you could do it. " Madeline said with a soft smile.
"Fries, got it," she nodded, forcing the information into her memory. Looking up a recipe did seem like a good idea, it was likely she'd burn them to a crisp otherwise, or make them inedible or something. "Google seems like the best idea here," she agreed, "luckily my kids aren't super picky, but I also don't want to accidentally poison them." She laughed lightly as the other shared her confidence, "oh, well now I feel like I have to do it, I am going to make you proud."
He chuckled at their shared lack of knowledge around the mystery vegetable. "I'm trying out a recipe that calls for an eggplant which is about the extent of exotic my vegetable knowledge goes. So clearly, I am not your guy." he explained, with a laugh. "Cooking just isn't my forte." He'd never needed it to be before this. But if he was going to be having Juliana around more, he wanted to be able to offer her something other than just junk food and frozen pizza. So he'd give it his best shot. For her. "How've you been, though?"
"Aubergine I do actually know how to cook," she admitted, that was one that her mother had passed on the knowledge about. Lucy was Americanised in many ways but she could not bring herself to use the word 'eggplant'. "It's not mine either," she admitted, "in fact I would say that I'm pretty terrible at it." She put the vegetable back on the shelf, maybe it was best to stick to what she knew. "Not too bad thanks, we are up to two kids now, one of each, living that picket fence life."
Madeline had been out picking up the of what she needed at the grocers. It had been only a few things that she needed to meal prep for the week. Stuff that she wasn't capable of finding at the farmers market she had hit the day before. Madeline was standing in front of the potatoes now trying to figure out about how many she might need when she heard the question come from behind her. " Uh, that? " Madeline said as she took it from the woman who asked to make sure she correctly telling her. " That is a yuca. It's a part of the potato family I believe. They're delicious if you dice and fry them. I had them like that when I was in Cuba, amazing. " Madeline said as she handed it back to the woman.
Lucy heard the word but in all honesty it didn't clarify anything. Howvever the dicing and frying seemed doable, Lucy could handle that. "Okay, diced I can do," she said, "what sort of seasoning goes well with it?" she asked, putting two into her basket. She had plans to go and cook the vegetable but Lucy was also pretty self-aware and knew that it was also likely the vegetable could end up growing mould at the back of the fridge.
While Lily couldn't hear the other asking her a question, she had seen out of the corner of her eye someone turning towards her in a way she knew meant they were talking to her. Lily turned her whole body to face the woman and focused on her lips. Pardon? She signed. I'm deaf. It was only after she disclosed this that she looked at the item in the woman's hand. It was a celeriac and the woman looked confused or concerned. Holding up her finger to signify just a moment, she reached into her purse and pulled out a little notebook and pen she carried. That is a celeriac. She wrote and held up for the woman to read.
Lucy instinctly signed 'sorry' when the woman explained that she was deaf. Lucy's ASL was rudimental but she knew enought to cobble together some kind of conversation. Lucy had grown up loving languages and she picked them up quickly but in all honesty ASL had not come so naturally to her. She'd made the effort to learn though, when you were a doctor it was important to be able to communicate with every patient. She read it and it wasn't any clearer, but at least she had a name for it now. "Taste good?" she signed, saying the words at the same time, "cook how?" she added.
"Lucy, hi!"Sofia smiled at her a face often seen during her life living in this place. She looked down at the vegetable, pursing her lips together as she thought of the name. It wasn't one she had cooked with a lot, maybe once or twice. "That's fennel. I have only cooked it in a wok, if we're being honest. Or in a risotto." She offered her knowledge. "Looking to expand your culinary knowledge?"
Lucy had been in the town long enought that she knew most people around the place, especially if they had a uterus or kids. "Hey Sof," she smiled lightly. Her eyebrows furrowed at the name, she recognised it a little from restaurant menus, "fennel," she said, almost testing it out, "that's liquoricey tasting right?" She laughed at the idea of expanding her culinary knowledge, "just trying to cobble together a meal to feed the family," she admitted.
Cameron was slowly, but surely adjusting to the more simple lifestyle that Briar Ridge, and not working on his family's company, forced on him. Things like grocery shopping for yourself instead of hiring someone else to do it for you because you were too busy to ever do it were new to him. Well, new as in he hadn't had to do them in over four years. He was slowly edging his way down the fruit and veggies aisle, scanning the rows and rows for eggplant, when a voice broke through his concentration. He glanced up only for a smile to come to his face. "Dr. Edwards! It's good to see you!" he greeted. Cam had always liked the pediatrician. She had helped ease him and Genesis into parenthood and taking care of a little human with so much care and kindness. He glanced down at the vegetable she held out, wincing a little as he looked up at her. "Will you hate me forever if I say I have no clue what that is or how you cook it?" Letting out a sheepish chuckle, Cam reached up to scratch the back of his head. He wasn't a a master chef by any means. Not even close.
Lucy grinned as the person came into view. "Cameron, long time no see," she smiled. Lucy made it her job to get to know all her patients and her families well, she wanted them to feel comfortable in her practice, to trust her with everything that she needed to know. She did do her best to not have favourites, but some of them were pretty darn cute. She laughed as he admitted to be as equally clueless as she was. "Hey, I can't hate you when I'm in the exact same boat." Lucy was intelligent, that was never up for debate, but there were times that her general knowledge let her down.
Food is a common ground, an universal experience. And Kadin actually quite enjoyed the act of cooking. Usually he liked to host dinners and stuff with his friends. It gave him purpose to try things out. But this week he didn't need to prepare for that. This trip was just for himself. Hues though looked over in curiosity upon the other's request. "That's a daikon radish. I promise it's not some new kind of carrot" A friendly smile in tact. It did kind of resemble one though - just not orange obviously. A small chuckle following. "But you can put it in like a soup or or a stir fry if you're trying for simple."
Lucy's eyebrows furrowed as he said the name of the vegetable, she had never heard of it, "aren't radishes pink?" she said, now feeling a little foolish. The feeling didn't last long though, it never did for Lucy, she tended to see mistakes as learning opportunities, always had done. "Does it taste nice?" she asked, "and will kids like it?" she added. This was why Lucy tended to avoid cooking, or she went for simple things like tacos and PB&J sandwiches.
who: Lucy Edwards @lucymargotedwards
where: Through the Grapevine Winery
Placing the glass of wine to her lips, Thea looked over at her friend as she sighed. "I owe you a lot you know?" she spoke, letting the flavor of the wine hit her lips before she exhaled, her phone in her hand. Lucy was one of those friends that Thea was thankful for; she'd been there for Thea in some of her hardest times, helping Thea cope with the loss of her father while also being the badass that she was. It had been Lucy who had kept Thea sane when she was away as well, promising - and fulfilling - to be there for her father, and Thea knew that was something that she'd never be able to truly pay back. "Seriously. You ever need a kidney, someone to flirt back with someone to get someone to stop flirting with you or that wife or yours, any of it.. I'm your girl." she playfully winked.
Lucy sipped her own wine, smiling a little as Thea complimented her. Lucy had no intention on cashing in on any of Thea's offers, she didn't need to. Thea was a good friend and Lucy cared for her, which was why she'd helped in the first place. Lucy liked to be useful and when it was clear Thea needed her help she didn't need to ask twice. "Hey, noted, so far my kidneys have been doing me alright but we never know what the future holds," she grinned with a small laugh. "And you flirting back would be a real hardship on you, so that's so so kind of you to offer," she jested. "You pay me back in wine and good chats, and I do rather enjoy following along with your love life dramas."
Lucy certainly wasn't the chef of the family, in fact most of the house related tasks didn't come naturally to her but she did her best to ensure that she pulled her weight. Her lack of natural talent in the kitchen though was why she ended up stood in the green grocers holding a vegetable that she had no idea what it was. "Excuse me," she said to the nearest person, paying no mind to whether they were a stranger or a friend, "what is this? And how would one cook it?" she questioned.