Chapter 6: Uterus Sprouts Eternal
Jan. 16th, 2007 07:02 pm
I have heard it said that the miracle of birth is a beautiful thing to behold. It’s a lie. At least from my perspective; It is painful and it is messy.
I have heard it said that the miracle of birth is a beautiful thing to behold. It’s a lie. At least from my perspective; It is painful and it is messy.
“What do we do, just wait?” asked Nervous
“There is nothing else we can do,” answered Lazlo
Feeling suddenly weak kneed and nauseated, I grasped the stair rail.
“I need to lie down.”
That was it. I had had enough. I was ready to just lay down on the ground and die, and probably throw up a few times in the process.
We all looked at each other for confirmation that the others had heard the same sound.
"Where’s Vidcund?" I asked.
When a slightly inebriated Lazlo and Nervous staggered back to the bunker, I had my feet up on the sofa, Star Trek 2.0 on the tube and was half way through a pint of Chunky Monkey. They stumbled over the threshold and into the living room while laughing at Vidcund’s efforts to woo a Ms. Amber St. Clare. The two of them sprawled lazily in front of the TV.
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It had only been three months since my father's death when our old family home was sold. It would be strange to live across the street from our childhood home, but not have our parents living there. I hadn't met the woman who bought the house, but Vidcund had on the day she moved in. According to him, we were all invited to a party she was going to have so she could get to know some of the people in our neighbor hood.