Prompt: Coming undone | Word count: 1200 words | Genre: Drama, with a dash of crazy
I take off my coat, the room is stifling. “May I?” I ask again, holding my coat up to the hook behind the door.
She is absolutely absorbed, but spares me a glance. “Of course, sorry. It’s better for the baby if it is warm.”
They’re both bundled up in the bed. I move the flower arrangements on the dresser to make some space. My small arrangement looks cheap in all its airport-gift store glory. I smack a helium balloon declaring ‘It’s a girl’ out of the way and shuffle past the bed to the nearest chair. Sweat beads on my brow.
“You look well.” I mumble.
“Thank you, I think motherhood is going to agree with me.” She adjusts the blankets and makes coochy-coo noises at the baby. “How was your flight?”