A Hard Desicion

Bloodcurdling screams were heard. He shook his head. He knew it wasn't a good idea. He simply shouldn't do it...

'He would hate it - sure! He hated it for himself too' he thought.

He was pacing the yard - tensed, restless.

'I can't do it. No one would be grateful for that ... but ...'

The terrible noises inside the cabin faded.

He froze.

A woman wearing a bloody apron opened the door and motioned him in with a tired smile.

"You can see her now," she said

And there she was: red faced, sweaty and exhausted but with an expectant smile at her face, hugging a little bundle of clothes in her arms.

"It's a girl," she said gently.

"A ... girl?" he replied sheepishly; than a bright smile lit up on his face.

"A girl! Perfect!" he called.

"You're all right, Jed?" she asked him cautiously as she handed him over the new born child - their first born.

"Yes, my dear. You made me the happiest man in the world!" now relaxing in relief he studied the little face with curiosity and awakening love.

"Let's name her Hannah..."

-o-o-o-

As strong as his desire was to name his firstborn after the most important man in his life – could he've been so cruel to curse a child with a name like 'Hannibal'?