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[/html]The organic weight inside her body seemed to grow every day. She could feel them squirming, kicking, full of life. Inside of her. Maggie was going to be a mother, and even though it was unexpected she took the news happily. She had become one of those glowing types, as if her skin couldn't hold all the life within her without some spilling out. She knew her and Denver would make a good team together... She counted down the days, obsessively waiting until her little ones would come into the world. She knew Denver had ideas about naming his children; a son, especially. Maggie wasnt sure what she wanted... Having no brothers of her own, she wasn't sure what boys would be like as young things. Florence is a nice name... the pale confidant thought to herself. She had seen it in one of the books she had scavenged with Denver from the city. Memphis, too she thought quietly.
Magnolia had found herself constrained to the ruins recently, not because she was forced to but because her almost constant nausea made her not want to stray far from her home. Since Denver practically moved in, her residence was finally starting to feel like a home. Our home, but before the Confidant could day dream any longer her faithful Kimbra flew in from the hole in the roof, startling her. The Kite squawked loudly, hopping from her perch to her masters bed. Magnolia had yet to get out of bed this morning, choosing to daydream of her life that was soon to start.
The weather was beautiful, and not meant to be enjoyed from inside. "What shall we do today, my friend?" the pale woman had begun to see the patterns of low-speech, but they still were unable to communicate past body language. As if answering, the bird hopped onto her shoulder, even pinching her skin as encouragement. The confidant glared at her friends painful beak for a moment before gracefully getting out of bed, and into the sunny morning outside. Maggie wondered momentarily where Denver had run off to, but she figured he was off doing something important for the family. Their family. The thought rolled nicely off her dainty tongue.