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Ice Cube in Heels
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Join Date: Jan 31, 2002
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A Breath of New Life
Prologue By B Some days mirror snow globes -- life is shaken up until you start to think it can't handle anymore. Then, miraculously, the most beautiful scene appears before you. You want to grasp on to that moment, savor it's every worth, hold on to it for as long as it will let you, fearing the inevitable downfall that is expected to occur only seconds later. When accustomed to days like these, it's hard to acknowledge a happy ending as anything more than a futile fantasy. Silently, as I fought for breath, I prayed to God that today would be the day in which that fantasy came true. "Push!" Was all I could hear, as my head thrashed back in agony. Beads of sweat trickled down my brow and I clutched my teeth drastically as I weakly grabbed hold of Frasier's arm, feeling every muscle in my body give in to the fatigue. "I can't..." I whispered to him, knowing full well the ridiculous nature of my confession. I had no other choice, but somehow I tried convincing myself if I said it wasn't possible, I could avoid it all together. "Lilith, just once more..." His voice was pleading, yet comforting at the same time. "And it will all be over." Over. That was what I was afraid of. And then, before I had time to think, the next turn of events all blurred together, as my nails immediately dug into the carpet. Several moments later, I was falling back among the pillows, with the joyous sound of cries filling the background. It all seemed to happen too quickly, as I felt a warm kiss pressed against my forehead, and the child swaddled in a pink blanket gently placed into my arms. "Lilith, she's beautiful." Frasier's voice was calming, trying to ease the cries of the infant he gazed down at. "Our little girl... our healthy, beautiful little girl." I took my first glimpse at my tiny daughter and suddenly time seemed to stop. The past began to heal, and the future began to flourish through the innocence of the small child I cradled in my arms. As I looked down at my baby, the past flooded through my mind, and I couldn't help but look back on all the trials and tribulations through which she came to be. |
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"Musical theatre -- it's totally American and when it's good, it's like nothing else." ~Bebe Neuwirth </center> Lilith: I mapped out our dominant and recessive traits on a genome square, applied Mendel's laws, allowed for anomolies, and concluded that you are the best biological choice. Frasier: I see. Well, enticed as I am by your honeyed words, I'm gonna need some kissin'. Lilith: Frasier, don't misunderstand. I'm not proposing any change in our relationship. Frasier: Would we sleep together? Lilith: I thought we'd freeze your sperm. Frasier: Is that a yes or a no? Lilith: Natural fertilization isn't practical. I'd have to fly to Seattle every time I ovulate. Frasier: Right, okay. So then, your plan is for me to visit some local doctor, freeze my essence, and then bring it home with you. Lilith: Correct. I'll take mine to go! |
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Absolutely Fabulous
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I applaude you once more that was short than most of your stories but it was still great
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