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A First Time For Everything
By Berg
Maggie was fuming. In fact- if there was a word to better describe the word fuming…well she was that too. She paced. Paced. Maggie Stone didn't pace. But tonight she was pacing. In fact, she was certain t small trail line could be seen forming on the carpet.
Fuming.
Was it possible to see stars cause you're so angry?
Maybe. Maggie tried really hard…just so she could say, "I was so angry- I saw stars."
Truth was, she had only seen stars once. And that was when Frankie thought it would be a good idea for her to play Goalie without the appropriate attire, when Frankie practiced her slap shot less then six feet away.
Another story for another time.
But man…had she seen stars that afternoon…and night…and half way into the next morning.
But again- story for another day.
Pacing.
Yes. That's right.
Left and right. Left and right. Or was it up and down? At this moment, she didn't care.
She heard the door open. "Hello?" the voice called out.
Maggie didn't answer. She just stopped pacing and spun around.
"Hey Maggie," Bianca smiled and walked into the living room.
"Don't hey me," Maggie said storming up to the taller woman. Bianca knew the sign of a upset Maggie.
"What's wrong?" Bianca asked.
"Do I really have to tell you?" Maggie said sighing and rolling her eyes.
"Ummm," Bianca looked left and right. "Is there a way for me to answer that without upsetting you?"
"You know what this is about," Maggie said raising her voice.
"No," Bianca shook her head. "Actually I don't."
"Who's Gabrielle?" Maggie asked, imitating the annoying voice she had spoken with on the phone.
"Who?" Bianca asked raising her eye brow and looking more and more confused by the minute.
"Gabrielle…who…is…she," Maggie asked. Oh. There was a star.
Bianca considered answering. "She…"
"What's the matter?" Maggie asked circling her prey. "Did I catch you off guard?"
"She's my…"
"Yes?"
Bianca sighed. "You know when the doctors said your hormones might get a little out of whack…I had no idea this was what they meant. I assumed you'd cry more, maybe eat more…but this new side of you…" Bianca giggled.
"You think this is funny?" Maggie asked. Another star…no two…
"Gabrielle is the woman who's going to be installing the birthing tank." Bianca answered Maggie warmly and sweetly. "She's just doing her job. Like the woman who delivered the pizza last week, and the guy at the bakery who gave us the donuts, and the kid who cuts the lawn, and even the woman who delivers the mail."
"Oh," Maggie nodded.
"Some wives get moody. Some get hungry," Bianca smiled and placed her hand on Maggie's protruding belly. "Mine turns into Xena on a blood filled lust hunt."
"He did check you out," Maggie said in her defense. "You asked for six donuts and he gave you a bakers dozen at no charge."
Bianca smiled. "It's kind of cute."
"What?"
"How jealous you've been," Bianca smiled.
"Well at least I didn't cry at Muppets save earth," Maggie replied laughing.
"Hey…Ms. Piggy and Kermit were too cute," Bianca said in her defense. She leaned forward and kissed her wife. "Love you."
"I love you too."
"Do you really think I'd do something stupid?"
"No," Maggie smiled. She pulled back and bit her lip.
"What's wrong?" Bianca asked.
"Ummm," Maggie looked left and right. "You might want to call Gabrielle back…or find someone else who can install the tank."
"Why?"
"Cause I may have…kind of…sort of…calledherahomewreckingwhorewhoneedstofindanotherpieceofasstolookat."
Bianca just looked at her wife. "You didn't."
"I said may have….I honestly don't recall."
"Maggie."
"Love you," Maggie smiled innocently.
The End