FRIDAY FICTION with RONOVAN WRITES Prompt Challenge #6 – Judy and John – Thanksgiving


Friday Fiction with Ronovan

Part 1 is John and Judy.

Part 2 is The Honeymoon

Part 3 is The Flight

Part 4 is The Hospital Under Siege

Part 5 is Love me Tender

Part 6 is Thanksgiving Dinner

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Judy and John – Part 6 – Thanksgiving Dinner

– by Teresa Smeigh Dec 2015

John’s health improved slowly. The plane wasn’t taking off without him and the men were getting grumpy. As the Thanksgiving Holiday approached that week the men grumbled more.

Finally John gave leave to all married men, those with partners or girlfriends. Then did the next best thing for those left and invited them to David and Joan’s for Thanksgiving.

Both he and David were still healing from the show down with the drug gang. So was Cindy, but she was going to her new boyfriend’s house for dinner. Thankfully she found a nice boy she went to school with.

John and Judy were still out on their daily walk and as usual Judy practiced her knife-throwing on a couple of scarecrows made to size. John could have found her practice dummies, but no one was supposed to know that she had the slightest idea what went on with John and David’s group. They hadn’t gotten around to shooting a gun yet when the whole gang fiasco went down, but Judy and Cindy’s knife throwing practice was coming along great and just by luck Judy managed to hit her two targets and not kill her sister while killing the bad guy.

They saw David limping towards them, “Dinner’s almost ready I am supposed to gather up the gang and get you all cleaned up for your mother’s sake. Joan is really in her element today. She loves cooking huge dinners and we have some nice young men for company.”

Just then Judy doubled over in pain. She screamed, “Oh, Dear God my water broke. It’s too early.” None of the men could pick her up, they were still healing from their wounds.

Joan put her arms around Judy and whisked her to the car, telling John to get in back with Judy. She sent David in to make sure nothing burned, along with the rest of the men. She told David to call Cindy. She put the car in gear and set off quickly for the hospital. A different one from where the siege happened. Too many memories and Judy needed calm. She was 2 months early.

Judy screamed with another contraction and they were still on the way. She told John to call the ambulance, they weren’t going to make it to the hospital.

Judy screamed again. The contractions were getting closer. She was feeling the urge to push. “Hold it Judy, not yet.”

Screaming sirens came up behind them and they pulled over. John got out and Judy screamed again. The EMT’s got in the back seat, one at her head and one at her feet.

The baby was already crowning. They got her ready and then said, “Push. Now!”

She didn’t need a second invitation she screamed that baby out. The EMT caught it.

“It’s a boy,” John said.

“It’s also 2 months early and having trouble breathing,” John said. They rushed Judy and son to the ambulance and rushed off with Joan following. John was with Judy, holding the baby.

The baby started gasping and turning blue. Judy fainted.

While working on Judy the driver announced the hospital was just a few more miles.

John began praying for his newborn son. Hang in there boy, just a little longer.


Constructive Criticism is appreciated as always.

About Tessa

My name is Tessa Dean and I am an author and blogger. My writing styles vary and I love writing using prompts. I am also writing my first book, a Memoir entitled "Government Property - A Memoir of a Military Wife".  This is being published on the blog rather than the traditional way. I am putting up chapters as I go along. I keep my blog filled with useful content, stories, and poems. Plenty to keep you busy. I have also been interviewed by blogs and had other posts published on many different blogs. I also wrote a series of articles on Bipolar Disorder for IBPF (International Bipolar Foundation). I am in my 60’s and disabled which allows me plenty of time to write to my heart’s content. I live in southern New Jersey and have 3 children and 5 grandchildren. My oldest grandchild is a Sargent in the United States Marine Corps.
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18 Responses to FRIDAY FICTION with RONOVAN WRITES Prompt Challenge #6 – Judy and John – Thanksgiving

  1. Susan says:

    You are keeping us hanging on the edge of our seats…:)

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Ritu says:

    Wow!!!! I am itching to know what happens next!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. You know how to stop someone from breathing while reading. I want to know how this ends. Thanks for sharing such a lovely piece of work.

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  5. you realize you have a 4 mo. time span here, don’t you?

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    • Tessa says:

      I agonized over it, but even books don’t run from minute to minute. A time span is necessary especially to fit the prompts. If I were to write this as a book. I would have to expand it and do some research and I have one of them in process right now. Now working on it right now. Not enough time in the day although I sleep to much time or just lie in bed. I could have more time, but I have so much righting going on it isn’t funny including a real life blog for the therapist which is much more serious and has things I can’t post on here. I post almost my whole life, but I have to keep certain family life out of this one.


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