It has been a wild couple of weeks here
on the Coast. Actually Coasts – plural. As this posts I am
returning from a trip to California where our beautiful niece and her darling
man got married. Thankfully, there were no Zombies.
Birth
Part
Six
“Mary! Your water broke!” Deb
grabbed the counter with one hand to steady herself, her legs
suddenly weak with all the excitement and now, relief. If labor
hadn’t progressed she would have had to break it. “How are the
contractions?”
Mary moaned in answer. “Wow, that was
a big one.” As the contraction lessened, she stood and caressed her
belly. “I could actually see it tighten.”
“Yup, that’s what labor does. Come
on. If you feel up to it, how ‘bout walking around while I start
some dinner. The rest of us are going to need to keep up our
strength. I’ll fix you some soup if you’re hungry.” The pot
full, Deb placed it on the gas burner.
The slam of the back door made both
women jump as the men returned. Their stomping sounded more violent
than was necessary.“What the fuck were you doing out there alone?”
Dave was pissed. They had specific actions for attack. “You put us
all at danger Jake.”
“I had the chance. I had to take it.
That Zom was acting really weird. It was almost as though it were
observing, stalking us. I am pretty sure it had been at the kitchen
window and those dragging prints were by the back door too.”
Both men continued to argue as they
pulled off their wet shoes and placed the shotguns in the rack. Mary
completed her first lap around the living room as Deb browned some
sausage and stirred in tomato sauce. Jake was the first to notice
Mary’s parade.
“Um, babe? What ya doin’?”
“Training for the marathon.
Aaa…what’s it look like?” Mary gasped as another contraction
hit but her smile covered up the pain. “Of course, Deb won’t let
me do any carbo loading. Guess she’s afraid I’ll puke on her!”
“Yes, that is exactly right. You know
what they say: puke on me once, shame on you. Puke on me twice…”
Deb began to laugh but choked as a scream replaced her momentary
mirth. A grey face with flat eyes peered into the kitchen window.
“Shit!” Dave grabbed his gun and
ran to the back door. “There’s another one on the porch.”
Jake sprinted from the kitchen to check
the other windows only to return with disheartening news. “There
are at least twelve of them. It’s bizarre. They are just standing
there, staring inside.”
Mary moaned and grabbed her belly. Deb
turned the burners off and hustled to her side. Outside the kitchen
window the zombie shifted its weight and moaned in response. Its
withered hand grasped the wire frame work outside the window as the
electricity made its surge. The creature shrieked as its hand
exploded, spattering grey flesh on the window. Both women screamed.
The face at the back door disappeared.
Come back on Wednesday October 23 to see what happens next!
And - if Zombies aren't your thing, please check out some of the more popular posts and some of my favorite blogs to the right. Coast of Illinois will return to reality no November 1!
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