Yesterday I attended my freewriting group. I should do this more than once every eight or ten weeks!
We were give the first sentence and had ten minutes to write. Here’s what I ended up with.
It all started after she sent the letter.
Cindy wrote a letter to her boyfriend’s mother. She spoke a little Spanish, but his mother spoke no English at all, hence the attempt to compose in Spanish. It was a desperate attempt to please a woman long-known for rejecting her only son’s – her only child’s – girlfriends. None were good enough for Salvador.
“Querida María Jesus,” she began. Cindy was attempting to say she was sorry for not inviting her for a visit sooner. They had just moved to a new house and it was quite large and they still needed furniture.
“Soy muy embarazada,” she had written. And no, this does not mean she is very embarrassed. It means she is very pregnant.
And she didn’t describe the house as large and needing furniture. She had said she was quite large and needed furniture.
For the baby, thought María Jesus as she read the letter two days later. My first grandchild! Ai! And I haven’t even approved this woman! And she is having a baby without being married to my Salvador!
María Jesus began to pack immediately. The she paused, called her friend Elena at JC Penney, and ordered a room full of baby furniture to be delivered muy pronto.
Early the next morning, María Jesus lumbered aboard the Amtrak bound for Fresno. She told everyone aboard about her expected grandchild. By the end of the six-hour journey, it was a grandson, due tomorrow. And it was going to be a Cesarian delivery. And María Jesus had to get there today because Cindy (was that her name?) refused to have the operation without her almost mother-in-law’s presence.
Both María Jesus and the baby furniture arrived on Cindy and Salvador’s doorstep at 4:30.