[ My three piece and a biscuit ordering friends at the Trifecta Writing Challenge give us a page (the 99th) from the OED, and offer us 99 words to wrap around one of the words thereupon, in honor of the 99th TWC. The following is something that may or may not be a fragment from the novel I may or may not write during National Novel Writing Month, which is absolutely positively happening in November. ]
"A baby?," I said. I could not disguise the disbelief in my voice.
"What?," Em said. She sounded hurt. I winced.
"I don't need to tell you how many ways that's a bad idea," I said.
"I know," she said. I could see the pout on her face, even in the darkness.
"But you want a baby?"
"You need me to explain?"
I turned over. Her skin glowed slightly, the light from a power strip on the floor making everything look red.
"A baby with me?," I said.
"Of course," she said.