This post is for Trifecta: Week Fifty-One (Anniversary Challenge). The first paragraph was written a year ago by Joules and was the first-ever Trifecta response. Then BetaRules continued the story with 100 words. My job was to continue the story. Her is my 100 word response. Enjoy!
Charts and optimal dates and preferential temperatures. One line or two. As if she could summon whatever it is that makes up the human soul as easily as she could a cab on a busy New York avenue.
Her mind wandered back to that moment so many years ago. Despite her nervousness, she had known then that whatever the outcome, it would be all right. It was her destiny.
She opened her eyes. One line….. Gazing out of the floor to ceiling windows. Her office on the thirty third level, views across the park, the skyscrapers, the city. Today, this was her world. She had created an empire. Offices in seven countries, thirteen cities. Four hundred people. Appearances on TV, quoted regularly in the press. Success, money, recognition. Fate had been good.
She opened her eyes. Two lines…..
Though she had an inkling, the sight of the double lines was shockingly unexpected. Stunned, Vanessa took two steps back and sunk into her over-sized leather office chair. She began to slowly rub her temples, “After all these years…. why now??”
No sooner than she completed the thought her office door opened. It was her assistant, Craig.
“Vanessa… is everything alright? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
Vanessa looked down at the framed picture of her husband in front of their beach house.
She took a deep breath and slowly raised her gaze to meet his, “Craig…. we’re pregnant.“