Today is the first day of the "What If Fairytale Madness" Blogfest :)
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Here then is my entry (at three hundred words - excluding the title.)
No News Is Good News
As Noreen White told Stella the truth, she took a load off her feet – and mind.
“You’re pregnant, and you don’t know which one it is?” said Stella, her blonde hair in a ponytail.
Noreen, or “No” to her friends, looked around her one-story home with love. The kitchen here, her regular-sized, and the seven small bedrooms back there. Sure, mornings, it was hectic, but the guys were working and wouldn’t be back until the Sports Palazzo closed at 2 a.m.
“Want a coffee, love?” said Stella, appraising her friend anew. No’s black hair was dank and her red cheeks weren’t so rosy.
“I’d murder a cuppa, cheers, especially now I’m off the Lambrusco for months.”
After Stella poured the coffee, the pair tinkled with the sugars and creamers for a moment.
“Remember that party when Jack returned from his climbing exhibition…”
“Right. Well, that night me and the lads started a drinking game called “spin the apple.” The apple was too red to be organic. I wasn’t eating it, but we used the top for a pointer.”
“Did you buy the apple at The Mirror?”
“Yes. I should have known. That cashier is such a witch.”
“We had fun and you know I have feelings for the lads, right? Even when they’re sleeping, shy or silly.”
“But, No, how can you not remember which one it is?”
No looked at Stella – horrified.
“I didn’t make love to the little people – I did it with Jack.”
Stella felt relief – and then confusion.
“If none of the lads are going be dads – which is great, because one's sneezing again – well why the ‘“I don’t know which one it is?’”
“Jack and I are getting married! I don’t know who to have walk me down the aisle.”
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