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Sunday, August 28, 2011

Small Stories -Edited for Clarity

Most of you know the rules to for Saturday Centus, but in case you don't, click on the button on my sidebar to learn about it and read the creative entries.  There you will also find links to Jenny's other blogs.  Here is my contribution for this week:



“Surprise. I’m pregnant!”
These words rang out as my daughter Mallory popped in my kitchen door.  
My heart caught in my throat.  Pregnant?  She knew she was not supposed to get pregnant, so if this were a joke, it was a poorly thought-out one.
“But, Sweetie......”
“No buts!  I have a baby growing inside me, so don’t ruin it for me.”
“But...”
“I said no buts!  All I’ve ever known for sure is that I want to be a mother.  Now I’m gonna be one.”
“Well, I'm pregnant, too.  Who’s going to take you to chemo while I’m home with morning sickness?”

© Claudia Schlottman
August 28,2011

7 comments:

Bethe77 said...

I have enjoyed this read! AS all three of my daughters have surprised me with Guess what...? Surprise! Im Pregant.
Blessings

Jo said...

oh ... i had to reread this ... and oh ... sometimes there is such joy in times of sorrow ...

Judie said...

I'm with Jo--I had to re-read it. I hope things worked out well. Please tell me they did!

xoxo

beckyp said...

This is very good Is it true?

Sue said...

I've reread it three times, and I'm still a bit confused. If my interpretation is right, this sounds like big trouble to me.

Am I missing something here?

??

laurie @ bargain hunting said...

Oh CJ, I hope you're going to follow up to let us know if this is true, and if so, that everything was alright. That was gripping. laurie

Jenny said...

Isn't it ironic, don't you think?
It's like rain...on your wedding day...

That song just popped into my head when I read this. Wow. This was definitely be a pickle on so many levels.

I suspect the characters would muddle through though!

Thanks for linking!