Luffs: Transcendence Novella by Shay Savage

Author:Shay Savage [Savage, Shay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Shay Savage, LLC
Published: 2018-11-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Despite my childhood dependence on anything and everything technology related, I haven’t really missed having a phone, internet, or digitally available music. Though I had once been addicted to checking my phone every few minutes, I no longer give it a second thought. I don’t have any use for such things here, and all of our time is spent on more basic human needs.

Until now.

At home, I had a phone app that kept track of my monthly cycles. It would conveniently remind me to make sure I had all the necessary feminine products a few days before my period started, and I never had to think much about it. Here, I’d started using a piece of bark to help me count the days until my next period. Every day, I’d take a flint knife and make another mark. My periods have always been regular, and by the time I’d reached the thirtieth mark on the bark, my period would inevitably start. On that day, I would start all over with a new piece of bark, a stick, or whatever else was handy.

I stare at the marking stick in my hand as my heart tries to crawl up into my throat. Nine distinct lines are etched in the surface. During the snowstorm, it was so dark outside and we had slept so much that I had no idea when a new day would start, and I hadn’t marked every day. Once the storm subsided, I’d been focused on gathering what food could be found, replenishing water stock, and decorating a Christmas tree, and I hadn’t even thought about my daily ritual. I haven’t marked the stick, and now I have no idea when I’ll be ovulating or when my period should start.

How many times have we had sex since the last time I’d marked the piece of bark? Several, I know for sure. Sex is the best way to keep warm, and Ehd is very willing and able to perform multiple times a day. How many days has it been? Five? A week? More? I have no idea. All the days have flowed together.

How could I have been so stupid? Keeping track of my cycle is the only way I have any hope of keeping myself from getting pregnant in a world with no doctors, no hospitals, and not even a midwife to help me out.

“Fucking idiot!” I scream and throw the piece of wood into the fire. Tears stream down my face, and Ehd jumps up, rushing to be by my side.

“Beh!” He grabs my hand and checks me out all over, probably looking for injuries.

“I’m not hurt!” I try to push his hand away, but he wraps his arms around me and holds me to his chest. We slump to the ground together, and he holds me in his lap, rocking me gently as I rest my forehead on his shoulder.

What am I going to do? Deny Ehd his favorite activity until my period starts? What if it’s

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