“It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.” ― Rainer Maria Rilke
Evan places his hand on Marnie’s pregnant belly. She releases a sigh and leans her head against the gnarled tree. The glow of springtime sun warms both their bones, and hearts. The baby kicks and rolls under Evan’s exploring hand. Marnie giggles with delight.
Their road to happiness was fraught with uncertainty; Miscarriages, hormone injections and IVF. Once they gave all that up, they somehow got their everyday miracle.
“Sweetheart, are you afraid he won’t make it into this world?”
“Honey, I do believe this time we are blessed.”
In that instant, Marnie feels the tightening of her first contraction.
100 words (Genre: romance)
Thank you Rochelle for bringing us Friday Fictioneers. It’s her 50th FF post, so give that woman some kudos, please. The photo is brought to you by none other than Scott from KindredSpirit23’s blog. When I first saw it, I wondered what the hell I was going to write, but a story came to me after all.
Please know I take criticism very well. Do your best or worst, as the case may be.
By the way, my first published and paid download (On a Hot Summer Night) through Etherbooks.com is on the bestsellers list. Thanks to all of you that purchased and read it. XOXOXOXXOXOXOXOXO