Julia had gone the extra mile tonight; she had left no stone unturned. Date night had been postponed for far too long, so she wanted to make tonight special to cover the many more date nights that will inevitably be postponed in the future. She loved Helda, I mean who wouldn’t love such a sweet tender bundle of joy, especially when you carried her in your womb for nine long months. Yes she loved Helda with her life, but in-between loving Helda and facing her career, she had missed the attentions of Michelle, her ever so understanding husband. So tonight she had pulled out all the stops; she had taken time to make her hair, and she had for once properly applied her mascara. She had set the table perfectly, put Helda to bed and had lit all the right candles. ‘Tonight I am going to be loved’ she had thought, and all had been going to plan. Michelle had come home to meet her pleasant surprise, dinner was awesome, the atmosphere was electric once again, and all was perfect. Up until Helda had decided that tonight was going to be another one of those wailing nights where every shadow was a ghost from her nightmares. ‘The little brat’ Julia thought, but her heart knew she couldn’t stay away. Date night or not, she was a woman after all. So she turned to Michelle with that unique tender look reminiscent of every woman who ever loved. “Sweetheart’ she said, ‘the baby needs us’.
Happy Women’s day to all women all over the world. You all rock!
Written for @vermillion fox’s “Fox Tales, Week #16”
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