Short story: A storm coming

 

“Is there something you want to tell me?” Dr Bernadette asked. I stood at the window with my back to her; I would never lie on the couch.

“There’s a storm coming,” I said to the glass.

“Peggy?” she tried to get my attention.

“We’d better batten down the hatches, go to ground, take cover. Whatever it is people do.”

“Have you managed to discuss things with your mother?”

“There’s no point.”

“Peggy.” She made the word sound like I had committed a mortal sin. Maybe I had.

“She’ll find out soon enough.” I stroked my still-flat belly. “In about eight months,” I said, turning back to the window to hide my tears.

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This piece of writing was for the 100 word (or so) prompt for Madison Woods’ #Fridayfictioneers. I’d be very happy to receive comments and constructive criticism. Click here to read other people’s.

34 thoughts on “Short story: A storm coming

  1. “We’d better batten down the hatches, go to ground, take cover. Whatever it is people do.” Good analogy for the prospective mother’s first thoughts on how to handle the coming “storm” in her life.

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  2. Good job of conveying the situation in a few words. I am, however, left wondering exactly what she’s hiding from her mother. It surely isn’t the simple fact of her pregnancy, unless her mother is far away, because it’s going to be obvious to anyone who sees her in much less than eight months. Maybe she’s hiding the identity of the father?

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    • Very astute. It definitely isn’t the pregnancy that she’s hiding from her mother. And yes, it will be the identity of the father, which might become apparent when the baby is born. Thanks for your comments.

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    • Thanks for your comments. Actually, the girl is pregnant and her mother doesn’t know. Of course she’ll find out sooner than eight months, when her bump starts to show, but for other reasons, mostly about who the father could be, there is a ‘storm coming’.

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