Survival (Blue Plague Book 2) by Thomas A. Watson

Author:Thomas A. Watson
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Permuted
Published: 2015-07-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Stephanie woke up upon hearing a hollow thunk-thunk followed by a baby giggling. Struggling to open her eyes, she felt heat on her left side, weight on her legs and abdomen, and something wedged under her right side. Lifting up her head, Stephanie felt something hit her on top of her head. Turning to the source of the assault, she saw PJ sitting between her and Bruce, taking turns hitting them on the head with an empty bottle and laughing.

“Stop that PJ,” Stephanie said, but PJ just hit Bruce again and laughed. Stephanie extracted an arm out and took the empty bottle from PJ. Immediately, PJ told her he wanted his drumstick back and Stephanie handed it back to him. She was rewarded with a whack to the head.

“I’m going to throw you on the floor, PJ,” Stephanie warned him. PJ didn’t care; he dropped the bottle and started clapping.

Stephanie looked down to her belly and saw both twins lying across her. Turning her head, she saw Debbie had burrowed under her right side. Stephanie pulled her body out of the tangle of humanity, crawling out of bed. She reached back, picked up PJ and saw the clock read 0432.

“Come on, I will get you another bottle,” Stephanie told PJ, who laid his head on her shoulder, making her smile.

Heading to the door, Stephanie’s body felt like she had run a triathlon. She realized she hurt in places she never knew existed as she walked downstairs into the kitchen. The ladies were already starting breakfast when she walked in holding PJ.

“That was nice of ya to get PJ so Bruce and Debbie could gets some sleep,” Millie told Stephanie, handing her a bottle for PJ.

“Didn’t have much of a choice, he was assaulting everyone with an empty bottle,” Stephanie replied, taking the bottle and putting it in PJ’s mouth. PJ started gulping down the bottle.

“Don’t let him fill up on tha bottle Stephanie. Here’s some foods you can feed him,” Lynn told her, putting a plate on the counter. Stephanie took the bottle out of PJ’s mouth, set it on the counter and handed him a biscuit.

“Stephanie, you hafta break it up first,” Millie told her, grabbing the biscuit from PJ. “Did ya change him yet?”

“No, am I supposed to? He’s a boy,” Stephanie pointed out.

Millie laughed. “Yes baby, it’s okay. Let me gets some stuff for us and I’ll shows you how.” Millie left and returned with supplies. She took PJ from Stephanie and he immediately started crying upon having his meal interrupted. She laid him on the table. Stephanie grabbed the bottle and shoved it in his mouth to make him shut up. This made Millie laugh. “It’s okay for him to be cryin,” Millie told her.

“Not with the way my head feels,” Stephanie told Millie as she learned how to change a diaper. “Is that normal? Feces is not supposed to look and smell like that,” Stephanie said, leaning back and wrinkling her nose.

“It’s just baby poop, Stephanie,” Millie told her.

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