I've loved being part of such an awesome group of authors, and been amazed by the number of published stories - some full-length novels, others novellas that started their life here in the Tuesday's Tales arena.
I hope you all have a wonderful holiday/Christmas and look forward to seeing you all back to read more Tuesday's Tales in 2013.
The picture prompt is slightly different from the regular prompts, in as much with picture prompts we are limited to 300 words to tell our tale. :-0
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No babies!
Alex had made it clear when he asked her to marry
him, he didn’t want children. And at the time she’d agreed— she had a career to
follow.
But now?
The warmth of her hand, resting on the slight
mound of her belly, caressed and soothed.
Now, three months after the night, crazed with
grief after his father’s funeral, they spent in a frenzy of passion, she’d
finally faced up to her denial and taken a test.
Confirmation, she told herself. Of what, a silent
voice in her head demanded. Yes, she’d known; almost from the moment she’d
woken the next morning and smelled the sugar in the bowl, she’d known.
Pregnant! And loving it, loving the baby, and
still she hadn’t told Alex.
Crossing to the window of their secluded holiday
cabin, she stared out at the pristine carpet of snow on the ground. Another
reprieve? The snow must be all of two feet
deep, and where the road cut through the ravine, probably deeper still.
She’d intended to tell Alex last week, well not
tell him precisely, kinda ease him into the possibility; sound him out. She sighed and rested her forehead against
the cool glass.
Would he demand a divorce? She couldn’t bear the
thought. Salt on her lips alerted her to her tears. She never cried, now she never stopped.
The sound of a helicopter in the distance barely
impinged on her grief. Would she become a single parent, separated from the
only man she loved by the child they’d conceived? The child she already loved.
“What am I going to do?” Her voice echoed round
the room and hung in the silence.
“How about coming home and letting the man who
loves you both look after you?” Alex asked from the doorway.
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