In the Town of Joy and Peace by Zdravka Evtimova

Author:Zdravka Evtimova [Evtimova, Zdravka]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-942515-99-9
Publisher: Fomite

Chapter Fourteen

“You know what, Isabella? My God, it’s nasty to be pregnant! O how I feel like rushing to the lake! And what’s all I can do? Open my mouth and snivel. I’m itching for a swim, woman! Do you want to come with me? When I get out of the water, you’ll stick a blanket to my big stomach, so the tot inside won’t catch a cold. I’ll make all docs in the region eat their damned diplomas, the learned idiots! ‘She can’t carry a child,’ they shouted. She can’t my foot! Well, they didn’t know Tano. Oh, Isabella, my shoulder blade’s itching. Scratch me hard and long. O, shit! You are unable to scratch my back properly after I got pregnant. You could scratch me like thunder earlier.”

“Miss Dana, doc Gospod emphasized you must not exert your strength in the lake. The baby might get dirty or become inflamed inside you. Water will infiltrate your stomach from below, a bacterium or two will wriggle their way, too. These bastards can bust your little angel.”

“I’ll not swim naked. Listen what, I’ll put on thick pants, and we’ll stop all sons of bitches bacteriums.”

“You must not go swimming, Miss Dana. Let’s go shoot the damned hawks instead.”

“I shot at hawks yesterday and I shot at hawks the day before yesterday. If you drop another hint about hawks, I don’t know... You’re too far from me to give you a good kick in the ass.”

“Oh, you can go kick the dog, Miss Dana, but oh, not Giant! Not him, poor dear Giant. We won’t kick Blizzard, Rage and Beast, not them; let them bark as loud as they please. You can kick the stray mutt I bought you for one Lev from Kamen, the vet. The mutt is the perfect target to punt and hack: he’s spiteful like a snake and wicked like you.”

“But I kicked the mutt the other day. I put the boot in his ass twice and, later on, he licked my shoes, the lousy quitter. I don’t want to kick him anymore. Warm up a blanket for me, quick. I’m sick and tired of being pregnant.”

“You must not swim in that freaking lake, Miss Dana.”

“If I mustn’t swim in that freaking lake, then you’ll sit in that chair all day long. Isabella, you will sing to the baby. You heard what dotty doc Gospod said the other day. Ok, ok, I know she’s not dotty, but now and then she blows a fuse. She said, ‘Let the baby listen to music.’ Therefore, stop shillyshallying, Isabella. Sing! My child mustn’t be a low-brow dolt who knows nothing about music.”

“How should I sing to the baby, Miss Dana? The little one is in your belly. Your belly has no ears, it can’t hear me.”

“Shut up and sing,” Miss Dana pulled her shirt out of her wide jeans, and her stomach, big and round like a drum, shone in the sun.

“Start, Isabella. Come on. I want Fairyland.”

“I don’t feel like singing, Miss Dana.

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