Josh and Gemma the Second Time Around by Sarah Ready EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Sarah Ready
- Language: English
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SATURDAY, MARCH 15
“I WILL NEVER UNSEE THIS,” JOSH SAYS, HIS FACE IS PALER THAN USUAL.
I bet he’s regretting those two lox bagels he ate on the way to class. I
warned him, but did he listen? No. He presses his hand against his stomach
“Look away,” I whisper.
We’re sitting next to each other on a maroon velvet floor cushion, facing
a large flat screen television. He shakes his head, and a lock of black hair
falls across his forehead. His eyes are wide, and a look of horror flickers
across his face.
“Can’t…can’t look away.”
I’d laugh, but I can’t look away either. Every time I try, my eyes are
pulled back to the graphic scene. My hand rests on Josh’s thigh and I squeeze
It’s the last day of our birthing class and today we get to watch a full,
explicit, should-be-rated-R close-up of a live birth.
Our instructor, Tillie Bloom, is a short, round woman in her sixties. She
has a spray tan, wears dozens of plastic bangles on each arm, and likes lilaccolored lipstick.
Every Saturday morning for the last eight weeks, we’ve crowded into the
patchouli-scented living room of her Brooklyn Heights townhouse with eight
other expecting couples.
Tillie’s tastes run to the eclectic. She has beaded curtains, enough indoor
plants to fill a greenhouse, and floor cushions instead of couches. Hannah
recommended her because she teaches pain-free birthing using hypnosis and
on a whim I signed up. Pain-free sounded good.
For eight weeks now I’ve practiced putting myself in a deep relaxed state
so that not even a baby ripping my vagina will faze me. Speaking of, the
video shows the baby’s head crowning, and yup, sure enough, there’s tearing.
Josh leans closer and grips my shoulder.
“Gemma. Do you remember that scene from Alien? The one you had to
close your eyes for?”
I turn and Josh is so close our noses almost touch. His eyes are brimming
with self-deprecating laughter at his own unmanly horror. I get it. It’s all that
fluid, and blood, and that big, fat baby’s head.
“I remember,” I say.
His nose rubs against mine and I think he’s about to drop a kiss on my
lips. But then he says, in a serious voice, “This. Scene. Is. Worse.”
A laugh spills out of me and Josh smiles in appreciation. He must realize
this movie is freaking me out too (in six weeks this will be me!) and he’s
trying to make it better.
See, this is why I love him.
I drop my head into the crook of Josh’s arm. He makes a happy noise and
sets his free hand on my stomach. Then he starts a slow, rhythmic circle
rubbing over my belly. The baby is lodged over on my right side, nearest
Josh. When he shifts and pushes against me, I imagine he’s trying to get
closer to Josh.
I know how he feels.
I take a deep breath and draw in the comforting smell of ink and laundry
soap. Josh was up early working and there are black ink blotches on his
fingertips and staining his gray t-shirt. He’s hurrying to finish his latest
installment before the baby’s born.
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