Being a Sunday, Jack was home from work and lounging with his family.
Sarah was standing over a hot stove preparing breakfast. "Can ya git me a
beer?" Jack asked.
"Just a minute, sweetie." Sarah replied, but before she was able to attain a bottle for her husband, a startling pain dashed through her stomach. Sarah cried out in pain.
Jack jumped up from the rocker, "What? Is my beer alright?"
"Jack," Sarah panted, "I think I'm going into labor."
Jack's eyes grew wide. Jack had never handled labor before, "Whadda I do? Whadda I do?" He was almost hysterical.
"Put Racetrack in the other room." Sarah was very composed for her state. As Jack moved Racetrack, Jr., Sarah layed herself onto the bed. She was ready for the long haul.
+~*~+
Blind Dymond had sold her stack of morning papes and was waiting for the release of the afternoon edition. She sat on a bench near the distribution center and watched people pass. Kid Blink was walking toward the DC with Damon Eugene Butler and David when he spied his girl sitting alone. He motioned for his friends to follow him as he attempted to sneak up on Dymond from behind. Covering her eyes he shouted, "Guess who?" "Uhh, lemme guess. David, Damon Eugene Butler, and who's dat othah one? Oh yeah, me deadbeat boy, Blink, dah kid wit one eye." Blink adjusted his patch self-consciously. "How come I'm a.'deadbeat'?" Dymond stood up and gave a stern glance Damon Eugene Butler and David's direction but decided to be indiscreet. "Blink, when was dah last time ya spent time wit me?" She placed her hands on her hips. "Weeeellll, I asked ya tah go tah Irving wit me last night but noooooo." Blink replied, thinking his answer would free him from blame. "No, Blink, when was dah last time ya spent time wit me ALONE?" "Whatdaya mean 'alone'? Yer nevah really alone, dere are always people around." Yet another smart comment from the one-eyed man. "How dumb are ya, Blink? Is it really so much tah ask tah spend one night alone wit ya?" Blind Dymond was fairly furious by now. Kid Blink approached his girl in quite the suave manner. "Tell ya what. How bout we go tah dinner tahnight. Jist me and you." "Jist me and you?" she asked. Blink nodded, "No Damon or David?" "Right, no Damon Eugene Butler or David." Dymond could not help but smile. Perhaps this was the boy she had fallen for. "Okay!" "I've been savin' up fer a while tah buy a new patch, but I guess I can spend it on dinner. I'll pick ya up at seven an' we'll go tah Tibby's." Blink took Dymond's hand and kissed it romantically. "Until den." Blink walked off into the crowded street with Damon Eugene Butler and David by his sides.
"Just a minute, sweetie." Sarah replied, but before she was able to attain a bottle for her husband, a startling pain dashed through her stomach. Sarah cried out in pain.
Jack jumped up from the rocker, "What? Is my beer alright?"
"Jack," Sarah panted, "I think I'm going into labor."
Jack's eyes grew wide. Jack had never handled labor before, "Whadda I do? Whadda I do?" He was almost hysterical.
"Put Racetrack in the other room." Sarah was very composed for her state. As Jack moved Racetrack, Jr., Sarah layed herself onto the bed. She was ready for the long haul.
+~*~+
Blind Dymond had sold her stack of morning papes and was waiting for the release of the afternoon edition. She sat on a bench near the distribution center and watched people pass. Kid Blink was walking toward the DC with Damon Eugene Butler and David when he spied his girl sitting alone. He motioned for his friends to follow him as he attempted to sneak up on Dymond from behind. Covering her eyes he shouted, "Guess who?" "Uhh, lemme guess. David, Damon Eugene Butler, and who's dat othah one? Oh yeah, me deadbeat boy, Blink, dah kid wit one eye." Blink adjusted his patch self-consciously. "How come I'm a.'deadbeat'?" Dymond stood up and gave a stern glance Damon Eugene Butler and David's direction but decided to be indiscreet. "Blink, when was dah last time ya spent time wit me?" She placed her hands on her hips. "Weeeellll, I asked ya tah go tah Irving wit me last night but noooooo." Blink replied, thinking his answer would free him from blame. "No, Blink, when was dah last time ya spent time wit me ALONE?" "Whatdaya mean 'alone'? Yer nevah really alone, dere are always people around." Yet another smart comment from the one-eyed man. "How dumb are ya, Blink? Is it really so much tah ask tah spend one night alone wit ya?" Blind Dymond was fairly furious by now. Kid Blink approached his girl in quite the suave manner. "Tell ya what. How bout we go tah dinner tahnight. Jist me and you." "Jist me and you?" she asked. Blink nodded, "No Damon or David?" "Right, no Damon Eugene Butler or David." Dymond could not help but smile. Perhaps this was the boy she had fallen for. "Okay!" "I've been savin' up fer a while tah buy a new patch, but I guess I can spend it on dinner. I'll pick ya up at seven an' we'll go tah Tibby's." Blink took Dymond's hand and kissed it romantically. "Until den." Blink walked off into the crowded street with Damon Eugene Butler and David by his sides.