Drabble 5: Tightly Wound
Tick. Tock.
Victoria looked at the time and then nervously wound the clock. It was the third time that day.
Checking the map of the stage route, she guessed John would be right…about...there.
She said a prayer for his safety and prompt return.
The little one must have heard for there was a sudden bump, then another.
An active baby, Victoria was sure it was a boy. Or, perhaps, John's little tom-boy?
Smiling, she knew they would find out in just under a month.
Later that morning, she glanced at the clock again, then wound it once more.
Tick. Tock.
~HC~
Author's Notes: Thanks to Nillis82, Cathy, and wotwasithinkin for the reviews on Chapters 3 and 4. Nillis is quite right that there were some similarities in Chapters 1 and 3, but that was intentional as we will see. If he didn't know better, I suspect John would probably be imitating Donkey or my little sister with the old "Are we there yet?" routine!
As always, I welcome your constructive comments and feedback. They are greatly appreciated.