Surprise Melody Flintkote. Part Two
Copyright© 2019 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 31
“Pregnant?” He eeped. A breath and a swallow of coffee and... “I thought you were the responsible one?”
“I am ... never had a lick of trouble over periods. What would I need ovulation control for?” I pondered a minute, counted days in my head and didn’t like the result ... so I counted on my fingers. Same damn result. “Feel my forehead,” I requested.
He did. “You’re warm.”
“Shit!”
“What?”
“Exactly halfway between periods.”
“I wasn’t planning on being a Daddy,” he said.
“I wasn’t planning on being a mom,” I said. “How many times?”
“What?”
“Did I surrender to your manly charm?”
“I don’t know ... six or seven...” he said. “What is your name?”
Now he asks ... I thought, oops... “What’s yours?”
“I asked first,” he said.
“Surprise,” I said.
“It was kind of sudden but I don’t think it was a surprise ... alcohol tends to loosen morals. So what’s your name?”
“Surprise,” I held up a hand. “You know Abbot and Costello?”
“I’ve heard of them.”
“The first baseman ... what’s his name?”
“What’s on second,” he chuckled. “Who’s on first.”
“Exactly,” I said. “My name is Surprise Me Flintkote.”
He grinned, “Really?”
“Really.” I said, “Cross my heart and hope to die.”
“What do your people call you?”
“Wait ... what? My people call me Surprise, Melody or Trouble. Your turn.”
“John Beavers...” he said.
“From?”
“Beavers Bottom.”
I raised my hand like I was swearing to tell ‘the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. so help me God.’ “Frogmorton.” I said. “You know the hauley road east of Beavers Bottom?”
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