20 - Scrub A Dub

~Meadow’s Point of View~

How is this my life?

I gulped and fiddled with my hands as I stood in the hallway outside of where my mate’s wife was giving birth to their second child.

Yes, that was my reality.

*Irony of life I guess. The Goddess’ way of reminding us that it all moves on,* Coral said, like she was so smart.

I turned my head away from all the others milling about to shake my head at her. Was she sneaking off and reading Greek philosophy while we were out here?

“It’s a boy,” someone shouted and I let go of a hard breath.

I told myself I’d come in just to wish everyone well and then I’d be off. Hardly like anyone wanted me here. I was sure I reeked at any rate. I had been so worried about mom and Sunny both I’d barely had a second to think about anything else.

My feet moved on their own, likely Coral pushing me, and I found myself in Ben’s room. His bed was missing, a couple walls were covered in putty, about to be repainted. Oh jeez. I made my way into his bathroom