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Jul. 12th, 2006 03:52 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stbethadettesIt's been over three weeks, but it feels like it's been much longer.
Beth lowers herself into a squat and paws through the pile of books she'd borrowed from the library before she ever went to the bar.
"At this rate, we might finish reading some of these a second time before you're even born," she directs to her belly. "What do we feel like tonight? Fiction? Nonfiction? Flight manual? Shakespeare?" She glances to the desk. "Hell, we've even got a King James Bible or two, but let's skip those for now."
Looking down at the books again, she moves one paperback to the side. "I'm going to veto rereading The Catcher in the Rye right now, too. Sorry, kid." She rubs her belly with one hand and picks up another book with the other. "How about Dracula?"
Personally, she was kind of disappointed with it when she read it. But it'd be a change of pace.
"It's not really scary, and besides, there's nothing to worry about. I set your father on fire with a fucking lighter and a can of hair spray. Imagine what I'd do to anything out to hurt you."
She's smiling just a little as she pulls herself up again and heads out into the main area of the church to sit on a pew and start reading.
Only four paragraphs in, she hears the front doors being pushed.
Beth lowers herself into a squat and paws through the pile of books she'd borrowed from the library before she ever went to the bar.
"At this rate, we might finish reading some of these a second time before you're even born," she directs to her belly. "What do we feel like tonight? Fiction? Nonfiction? Flight manual? Shakespeare?" She glances to the desk. "Hell, we've even got a King James Bible or two, but let's skip those for now."
Looking down at the books again, she moves one paperback to the side. "I'm going to veto rereading The Catcher in the Rye right now, too. Sorry, kid." She rubs her belly with one hand and picks up another book with the other. "How about Dracula?"
Personally, she was kind of disappointed with it when she read it. But it'd be a change of pace.
"It's not really scary, and besides, there's nothing to worry about. I set your father on fire with a fucking lighter and a can of hair spray. Imagine what I'd do to anything out to hurt you."
She's smiling just a little as she pulls herself up again and heads out into the main area of the church to sit on a pew and start reading.
Only four paragraphs in, she hears the front doors being pushed.
