My accidental fiction has been rekindled… Before we go into the story, a quick run-down: – Frank and Louise are pregnant… with twins! Louise is extremely excited but Frank is very uneasy about the whole ‘twin’ thing. He was over the moon about the ‘baby’ but appears to be feeling resentment towards Louise’s twin baby bump… let’s catch up – the ‘Footnote’ that inspired this instalment:
The chief requirement of the good life, is to live without any image of oneself.
And the next instalment:
Frank found himself clock-watching with anticipation in a plush waiting area. Louise wouldn’t tell him what they were waiting for and Frank wouldn’t stop asking questions. Nor would Louise give any definitive answers.
On arrival, Frank had given the inside of the foyer a quick once-over. To him, it looked like a slightly above average office block with a slightly above average looking reception area. At least, he assumed it was a reception area. It was difficult to tell without a receptionist manning ‘it’. Being Sunday, there was no-one else around. Just Frank, Louise and the ever-growing bump.
Louise’s phone had been beeping, announcing an incoming text randomly. By the look of excitement building on her face, it was clear to Frank that the time was getting close.
The time for what?
He was just relieved that they were spending some time together, and not surrounded by baby shop magazines or stockpiled nappies that were on offer. Time with his wife was precious indeed. It was certainly getting increasingly difficult to be intimate due to practicalities of bumps and also Louise’s lagging energy levels. Not to mention Frank’s growing resentment interfering with his libido. In fact, intimacies were very low on the agenda these days.
“Here she is!” came Louise’s voice, breaking into Frank’s thoughts.
‘She’ entered the foyer with a broad smile that was slightly too corporate.
Offering a hand out to Louise she said, “Good morning, are you both ready for your 4D scan?”
Frank could have given several reasons for not being ‘ready’. The cost of the scan for one. With twins on the way, there were a whole host of other, more practical things to spend money on.
And they would be meeting the babies soon enough; why did Louise have to allow ‘their’ precious time together to be invaded by baby talk? Again.
Purely for an easy life and to keep the peace, he gave a false smile that rivalled this woman’s. The truth was, he was dreading the twins’ arrival. He’d have been quite happy with one baby. Louise was so wrapped up in the pregnancy that she didn’t seem to notice Frank’s mood swings. And he couldn’t blame the hormones. Not pregnancy ones in any case.
Any outsider could clearly see that Frank needed to open up to Louise about his feelings but would he? Or would he continue to grimace for the remainder of the pregnancy journey… and most probably beyond?
…Find out as the story continues…
My ‘Accidental Flash Fiction’. It’s not just a flash in the pen…