excerpt: prologue

di here.
a while ago i wrote a story called clock of fate. if you are also reading my mom's blog, happyer at home, you might have seen this prologue before. if you haven't, that's why i'm putting this up.
i'll post a chapter up every day until you've finished the book. thanks!
also, please add comments on here and indicate whether or not i can put them in my book in future editions.
hope you enjoy!

Prologue

When the midwife pulled the baby from the dying mother, she was shocked. The baby girl already had a lustrous length of red hair, and she did not cry. Her eyes were a brilliant shade of violet, with long lashes. The girl weighed only 4 pounds, and was thin, not chubby like other babies.

But the midwife did not look at or pay any attention to these strange occurrences. She stared at the girl’s breast. For there, above the baby’s heart, was a gold timepiece with a glass front set into the flesh.

As the girl grew older, living on her own, she began things only when she was told she would by the clock in her breast.   From this you’ll see that the clock told the girl’s fate, and only she could read it.

 

short story: mini mommy

lila often wondered about why she was like this: with the twins, who were busy in kindergarten, eileen, a quiet first-grader following in her mother's footsteps, and ella, just one month old. lila was too busy with her children to have quiet writing time.
she decided she was to get a babysitter and go to the public gardens to write.
when she discussed this with the children, their immediate response was no.
"i'll miss you, mom," said eileen.
"don't go," said emmett.
"we don't like babysitters," said elijah.
"waaa!" said ella.
but lila insisted.
the next day lila packed up pen, pencil, paper, and ideas and left the sitter in charge. she headed to the garden. she supposed it would be easy without eileen interrupting her and elijah climbing on her and emmett bouncing a ball around and ella wailing at her.
she arrived, unpacked, and thought for a minute, then she repacked and went home.
being a mom was more important.
anyway, she had more ideas with all the children hopping around.