Remembrance of Eve *NANOWRIMO13*

Chapter 12

I jumped up and looked at bowl he had been working on. It had cracked clear through. “What happened?”

“I was to heavy on the chipper. It was too close to the edge, and I did not notice. Back to the tree log pile for me.”

“Get three of the same size. We need two bowls for us, and one for the ink.”

“And three or four smaller lengths for spoons. We need things to eat on and with. That is more important than the ink right now. Come with me. We can check the mud on our house.”

One more task to do. It seemed lately that the tasks would never end. Maybe it was because I was feeling heavier, and slower. The little one inside kicked me, reminding me that he was worth being tired, heavy and slow. A ewe sheep gently bumped her head into my leg. I felt her love and caring for me, though she is an animal, she still loved. A nanny goat joined her, rubbing her head against my leg. It was nice to have them near.

I heard a soft moo. There was the cow with her calf. She, too, offered her support.

“It looks like our animal herd has grown by two,” Adam murmured.

“It does, and these animals seem to love us.” I sat down on a stump. “Here come the cats.” They jumped onto my lap.

“Nice animals. They love you, too, but not as much as I do.” He walked over, and gave me a hug. “It has been a long day, and we have lots on our mind. Rest here. All will be well with us.”

He walked to the tree log pile. I admired his strength, his gentleness. ‘How blessed I am,’ I thought.

He was standing on one particularly large branch, bouncing a bit. We heard a loud crack, and Adam disappeared! I ran to see where he had gone. I started dragging broken branches away, and finally found him, lying on the ground, the large branch hanging over him, still attached to the tree.

“What happened? Are you all right? Are you hurt?” I cried as I found him.

“I am a bit dazed. That was quite a fall. The tree flipped me off it.” He slowly stood, feeling his back and the back of his head. “That was not a pleasant experience.”

“No! Not pleasant at all.”

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Adam slowly sat up. I could see that the fall had hurt something inside his head.

“You do not seem to be focusing well withyour eyes. There is something wrong. They look wrong,” I said. I carefully felt his head to see if there was any damage. “There is a lump here on the back of your head. You must have bumped it here.”

“I think I did as I fell,” he moaned. “My head hurts and everything is spinning.”

“Sit here for a while. Maybe it will settle down.”

I looked at the rest of his body, feeling for bumps or other injuries. There were scrapes on his back and legs. I found nothing else; but, who was I to tell? This had never happened before!

Soon, Adam was trying to stand.

“Here, let me support you. Are you still spinning?” I asked.

“Yes, a little,” he replied and he groaned as he stood on his feet. “That left leg is pretty sore.”

“I am sure it is, you fell on your left side, and it looks like it got scraped by the branches as you fell. Lean on me.”

I stood by him, letting him put his weight on me. He took a slow, careful steps, groaning occasionally, as we moved toward our home.