Family
The laughs continued to pour from her. High pitched and hysterical until tears flowed down her cheeks. Her hands covered her stomach, alternatively clenching as if she would tear flesh from her body and rip it from her womb or caressing there gently.
An old tune began to replace the laughs. Her voice cracked and didn't produce the notes as beautifully as usual, but she crooned them loudly. Gentle hands enclosed hers as she lay in the shallow water and pulled her up on the dry bank. Jack had found her. The happy family was together again.