Circe by Jessica Penot

Author:Jessica Penot
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Lachesis Publishing
Published: 2011-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

We went to a little place next to the cathedral where they served the best brunch in the morning and afterwards we went to see Pria’s Ob/Gyn. He gave her new medicine for her nausea and told her it was nothing to worry about. He explained there was nothing wrong with her or the baby, but that she just needed to rest and eat what she could. The first trimester of pregnancy is notorious for nausea and dizziness. It will pass. Pria’s mood lifted visibly at the news and she held my hand happily.

The exterminator came in the afternoon, so Pria and I decided to leave early to see my brother. I went into the house to pack her bags. She wouldn’t even leave the car. It was a blessing that Pria was so well organized, because I was able to grab her clothing without much trouble.

Jeremy was happy to see us that weekend. We stayed in his guest bedroom, which was decorated in the best of ‘80s Florida chic. Everything in the room was a soft pink and the wallpaper was covered in large green palm trees. The carpet was green and looked like it was older than Jeremy. There was very little in the room except a wicker chair, a lamp, and the bed. Pria settled in happily, thanking Jeremy over and over again for his generosity. Jeremy’s wife had gone to stay with her mother, so we got the best hospitality his tiny two bedroom apartment had to offer. He made us scrambled eggs and bacon for breakfast. We spent the afternoon wandering the Gulf Shore beaches and went to the Florabama for drinks.

The Florabama is a tradition in the Gulf. It’s a seedy little bar on the edge of Florida and Alabama. If you live in the Gulf of Mexico long enough you have to visit it at least once. Pria made us leave early, however, because she couldn’t stop worrying about how the secondhand smoke might affect the baby. She went to bed early, after taking her medicine, and slept like a mummy entombed in its sarcophagus.

Jeremy’s apartment was well kept, but old. It was in a very run down complex and the only reason it had any value was because it was directly across the street from the beach. Jeremy loved it. The carpet was matted and gray, the walls were stained and the kitchen counters were dented. None of this mattered to Jeremy or his wife. They covered the carpet with huge, inexpensive rugs and put contact paper over the counter tops. They filled the apartment with trinkets and bobbles and a TV large enough to see half the night sky on. I hated his apartment, but when I followed him onto his tiny little balcony at night, I saw its value. The balcony looked over the road at the pricy rental houses that sat on the beach, and onto an endless expanse of topaz blue water and white sand. The stars met the horizon, tipping their hats to the foreboding beauty of the turbulent Gulf.

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