Chapter 5 - The Logic of Monsters
The pregnant woman leaned forward, her lips hovering just millimeters above her wet apron.
"Close your eyes, little bean."
She whispered it so quietly the fog almost swallowed the words completely.
"If we close our eyes, the scary lady is just a thunder cloud."
Her breath hitched, vibrating against her chest.
"Thunder is just the sky clapping its hands. It makes a big noise, but it can't ever reach inside the house."
The blonde woman let out a short, hollow laugh above her.
"Don't listen to her," the pregnant woman whispered to her stomach.
"Bad words are just spicy air. They only burn if you open your mouth to swallow them."
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She rocked her body back and forth, moving only a fraction of an inch at a time.
The red swelling on her jaw throbbed in time with her racing heartbeat.
