For some reason I had been exhausted after my Grandma’s little surprise outing. I’m not sure why, it’s not like I really had to do anything. When I had finally made it home I had gone upstairs and had a nice long nap. When I finally had enough energy to leave my room, I found Dale waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs.
“How was the surprise?”
“Well, if it all worked the way it was supposed to I should be pregnant.” I said, looking through the kitchen and lounge room doors trying to locate the woman responsible.
“Oh yeah, just a warning. Never trust my grandmother when she says ‘trust me’ there’s always a catch. In this case a bunch of needles and a pollination”
“They can do that?”
“Apparently so”, I told him, even as I shuddered at the thought of going through that again. “I can’t do that again”
“Why not?”‘Dale asked. I could tell he had been thinking it might be our best solution for the situation that we were in, and I hated that I was going to disappoint him.
“I hate needles” I whined, “I fainted…..FIVE times…I don’t think the doctors there ever what to see me again”
“You fainted?”, Dale asked.
I nodded, I could already see that he found that little piece of news amusing, I glared at him and immediately he tried to hide his smile.
“I’m sorry, I wish that I could but I just can’t” I apologised, “I’m really sorry.”
It wasn’t until the morning after my little trip into town that I got a chance to confront Lindsay about her little surprise outing.
“So how did it go?”
I just looked at her for a moment, unamused.
“I got poked with needles, how did you think it went?”
“I was hoping you had grown out of that….”
“Uh, no. I haven’t”
We both sat there in silence, finally Lindsay continued the conversation.”So, what did he look like? she asked, “Did they show you a picture?”
Of course that would be a question that Lindsay would ask. Dale hadn’t even been interested, not that I could blame him. I would not have been comfortable showing the picture to him anyway. I slid the photo across the table for her to look at.
“Well, he’s certainly different” Lindsay finally responded after looking at the photo, “but very cute, I think I like him”
“I guess you should since they told me that you picked him…”
“Oh, right. Of course” she answered, looking a little guilty. “Theres nothing wrong with a bit of variety, Lucia….”