B for … Bride!

Part 2 of the 2015 blogging journey with April’s Blogging from A to Z Challenge!
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‘Nana, B for?’ asked little 3 year old Rhea. It failed her, how something could be both bus and butterfly. She loved butterflies. They were always coming back to her. But Momma confused her by saying B for banana. She hated bananas. And Rohit, from the neighbouring house, would complicate it further by saying B for bomb. Yesterday, the play school teacher had taught her that B stood for bee. B for B? What was a B? What did it even mean?

‘B for Bride’ Nana replied, settling herself in in the old wicker chair, rubbing her knees with her palm. ‘Like your mother’s gonna be. A beautiful bride.’

‘Momma …’ Annette’s breath caught in her throat. Standing across the room, she wished she could savour this picture forever. Three generations in a single click. Time hung on a moment. Would it feel so normal again? Would her baby be happy? Was she making the right decision?

‘I know you’re worried, Annie. Don’t be. You’re getting another go at life. Embrace it, my dear.’
Little Rhea scribbled purple all across Daisy Duck and scrunched up her nose. ‘B for Bride?’

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