Let’s try some “fictional” narrative for 10 Minute Tuesdays today. Remember Elizabeth?
The sticky hot air slammed Elizabeth’s face as the door swung shut behind her. Though it was a drastic change in temperature from her cool air-conditioned home she was happy to get out of the house. She slowly lowered herself onto the back porch steps and breathed in the summer evening. The cicadas sang their evening chant in the trees and the birds sent out their last calls before tucking themselves into their nests for the night. Elizabeth grabbed her shoes and, somewhat ungracefully, slipped them on her swollen feet. She heaved herself up and reached around her protruding abdomen to tie her shoes; crooked, but they would do.
She crossed through the freshly cut lawn and waved to her husband as he swept the grass clippings off the drive-way and started her now daily walk up and back their quiet street. Their neighbor, Alan, tossed a frisbee with Duke; an energetic mid-sized hound who ran to meet her as she passed by.
“How much longer you got?” Alan called out.
“Just a little bit now!” Elizabeth called back with a smile.
She hardly spoke with Alan or his wife, she’d met her once but couldn’t remember her name, but it didn’t bother her that he asked since the time really was coming soon. She knew to everyone else she looked like a giant pumpkin with a head, arms, and legs. She couldn’t go anywhere without someone pestering her about when the baby would finally arrive. She chuckled to herself as she remembered the terrified look on the faces of two teenage girls at the gym when they saw her swaggering by, waiting for her to pop right there in front of them. Yup, she was that pregnant lady.
(ok that was a little longer than 10 minutes but my brain isn’t quite back up to speed yet. We’ll see what comes out next week)
