The Scout

Chapter - 52

The Scout
Chapter 52
'Tired of War'
Written by: Mike Hurley

Minutes later, Amy & Robin were back in the kitchen.......

She's all over Jocks Amy. Can't she just politely sit next to him?
Will she take her bra off next??
They need to get a room!! Geez!!
Robin moaned.

Amy was irritable and replied with a comment to further agitate Robin......
big time.

Robin, .....Melodie is in love, and she has a man's sperm in her now, so her moods are changing.

What?? What does sperm have to do with a woman's mood?? Robin asked in an irritable voice.

Sperm calms a woman's emotions.
It's a known fact, Robin. So maybe when you sleep with Shawn, his stuff, you know, might help your temper.

Robin burst out laughing.....
That sounds as ridiculous as women not conceiving in wartime. Who comes up with this crap, oh wait,
I know....
It's men saying this stuff so they get more sex!! That's all guys think about, is sex, sex, and more sex.

Robin took more coffee out to the family room and couldn't stop laughing.

Meanwhile, Amy stepped into the bathroom, held her tummy, and refused to even think about the 1 word that had tormented her. But she tried to imagine what the little life looked like that was in her tummy.
She imagined Ty holding their baby......

***

The next morning Amy was in the kitchen making breakfast. They had no fresh food, but the freezers were packed with yummy options.

She opened freezer # 3 and reached in for a bag of hashed browns, then frowned. She suddenly felt dizzy, and then her stomach spasmed.
Amy ran to the bathroom and vomited into the toilet. She moaned and felt weak and tired.
She turned off the oven & crashed on a couch in the family room.
She whispered Ty's name and so needed him here. This was the umpteenth morning she had vomited.
She knew it had to be a stomach bug, and there was little in the medicine cabinets for that......or for the needs of a woman!!
And someone else can cook breakfast.....Amy mumbled.

                           ***

After breakfast, Melodie and Jocks went swimming. The pool was delightful as always. The young couple snuggled for a while in the hot tub and made plans for their life together.
They both wanted a place of their own. But if Melodie stayed at
Fort McAdams......housing was tight.
At Fort Roosevelt, they could get a small 2 bedroom townhouse in a nice community on the southwest side of the base. An elementary school was nearby, a health clinic, a market, and other amenities. 88% of residents were spouses and families of active duty service men and women.
Jocks and Melodie wanted to start a family very soon; the 2nd bedroom would become a nursery. But to get a townhome with 2 bedrooms, they would need to have a child. Or Melodie would need to be pregnant.

They dried off and lay on a blanket beside the pool. Jocks lay perpendicular to Melodie. His head was on her tummy....
He had no idea girls tummy's were so soft.

So Ty told me about how you two boys carved into your hands for some
Elaborate brotherhood ritual.
Were their candles and naked women chanting!!

No!!

Whose idea was it?

We kind of hatched it together.

I thought the scars on your palm were from a battle.

No.........Ty and I have a mutual friend....
Richard Brightfeather. He's full-blooded Arapahoe Indian and described the ritual, its tradition, meaning, and significance for 2 warriors who seek a brotherhood.