Forever Maude by Denise Liebig

Author:Denise Liebig [Denise Liebig]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Denise Liebig
Published: 2022-04-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

When my eyes finally opened again, I appeared to be in the same location as my fainting spell had left me. It didn’t take much time for my thoughts to remind me why I passed out in the first place:

The old lady in the Genoa train station cursed me! The only time Dell and I weren’t exactly careful was the night he found me in Florence, the same night Mom conceived me. How did the old lady know I was pregnant? I wasn’t feeling well, but I thought it was because I thought Dell was going to have me killed. Can you develop morning sickness only a day after conception? Creepy!

Regardless, I need to get out of here. But where the heck am I, and what year is this?

I searched the room for any sign of a newspaper. Fortunately, a nurse noticed my return to consciousness and came to my side.

“Miss, are you okay?” She smiled beneath her white nurse’s hat.

“Yes, I think I am. I was just hoping to see if I might be able to have a newspaper.”

“Right away.” I could hear her nylons making contact with her thighs beneath her knee-length uniform dress as she walked in the opposite direction.

Within seconds, she returned with a partial collection of pages. “This is all that’s left, I’m afraid.”

“That’s okay. Thank you.”

I took the paper from her hands.

“Are you hungry?” she asked.

“I think so.”

“Then I shall return in a few minutes with something for you to eat. You need to keep your strength for the baby.”

Don’t remind me! I tried to smile but found it nearly impossible.

Once she left, I flipped the pages to the front and searched for the date. “Las Vegas Review-Journal, Wednesday, March 15, 1967.” The 1960s. I traveled in time on a porch instead of in a car. I looked at the date again. Mom will be born next week, but today’s the Ides of March. I hope I fare better than Caesar.

I shook my head as the reality of my situation started to sink in. Pregnant, alone, and lost in time. Lovely.

When the nurse returned, she was carrying a tray of what appeared to be broth, a gelatin-like substance, and something in a cup that resembled cottage cheese and fruit cocktail, complete with a cherry on top.

“Thank you,” I said, trying not to cringe. “By the way, when did I arrive here?”

She went to my chart. “It says yesterday.”

“Thank you.”

She smiled and left.

After trying unsuccessfully to eat anything on my tray, I decided to give my spoon and brain a rest. I took a nap and awakened to a tapping on the back of my hand. I barely recognized the man smiling at my side, bearing shoulder-length hair and rounded sunglasses with yellow lenses.

“Friedrich?”

“Hi, baby, the 1950s were a drag. I lost you on the porch swing.”

I laughed aloud and had to cover my mouth quickly to avoid drawing too much attention. My muffled voice came from behind my hands. “No kidding. What happened?”

“That portion of the house became trapped in a vortex experiment gone awry.

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