BREAKING NEWS (2)
She was startled when the line finally went dead. Her fore head formed lines of depression. Was that a joke? Could May possibly be trying to pull a fool’s day on her? It’s already 40days past April fool. “Judas can’t be pregnant! How is that possible? He has no… oh my Gad! I think I need to get to that hospital.” She stumbles over Cynthia’s assignment “Get out of the way!” “Hey watch it!” Cynthia fires back. The drive from home to the hospital seemed to take forever. Once or twice she had almost knocked down a bike man, in her third attempt; she did actually ran over the wares of market women who sold fresh tomatoes by the road side. She didn’t stop to say sorry; her mind was all ‘Judas’. “You go die young.” One of the distressed market women cursed as she threw the smashed tomatoes at her car. She visualized Judas in maternity gown, with a protruding tummy, him spitting and vomiting all over the place. “And how the hell is he gonna give birth...and breastfeed?”