AND DOWN WILL COME BABY

AND DOWN WILL COME BABY

DAVY JOHNSON

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Maverick Publishing

HOUSTON, TEXAS

AND DOWN WILL COME BABY

DAVY JOHNSON

When teenagers are in love, no one can persuade them it is otherwise. The idea it could be naive infatuation or childish immaturity never enters ones mind. At least, it never entered mine.

Emily Chatterman is sitting in her living room recliner, looking attentively outside the window to her right. She is six weeks pregnant. Emily has managed to keep the secret from her parents, who would be mortified if they knew. Emily is only fourteen years old. Wearing baggy clothing does have its advantages, if you want to keep your pregnancy concealed, for the moment, that is. Emily has no place to go and nowhere to hide. She feels like a trapped animal, aching from the wound inflicted by the snare of love.

The evening sky is a tapestry of blue; mixed with cumulus clouds that hang suspended on nothing. Birds fill the air, occasionally swerving in and out as if to invite the onlookers to join them in their flying dance. The night air is cool, scented with the aroma of cherry blossoms that seem to hover over this Boston suburb. Houses line this small community, each having a stately look about them. Every house is surrounded with a white picket fence, adding elegance to their splendor.

It's a working-class community. One, which prides itself on keeping up a good image of its residents. And that is what makes what has happened to Emily all the more horrific. One can only wonder what measures Emily will take to safe guard her little secret. Will she flee to parts unknown?

"The child you save may be your own."

AND DOWN WILL COME BABY

DAVY JOHNSON

Contents

1. The Trap.

2. A Time of Reckoning.

3. Moment of Truth.

4. Last Ditch Effort.

5. Paradise Lost.

6. Paradise Regained.

7. What Goes Around?

8. It’s a Girl.

9. Inseparable.

10. A Second Chance.

11. Hard Choices.

12. Night Cries.

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DAVY JOHNSON

Characters

In alphabetical order

Bobby Windham

Connie Monroe

Emily Chatterman

Frank Lassiter

Fred Chatterman

Gillian Monroe

Henry Monroe

Jemima Nisbon

Marilyn Chatterman

Marion Henwick

Mary Nisbon

Peter Soto

Phillip Monroe

Reverend Stanley Walters

Robert Atwood - Police Officer

Sally Crenshaw - Police Officer

Samantha Nisbon

Thomas Windham

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“When I was one and twenty

I heard a wise man say,

Give crowns and pounds and guineas,

But not your heart away.

Give pearls away and rubies

But keep your fancy free.

But I was one and twenty

No use to talk to me.

The heart out of the bosom

Was never given in vain

‘Tis paved with sighs a plenty

And sold for endless rue.

And I am two and twenty

And oh ‘tis true ‘tis true.”

Alfred Edmond Housman

Chapter One

The Trap

Being hurt can leave such an indelible impression on the brain that it becomes an obligation to either live with it or seek a means of escape from it. I was one of many young teenage women to become the hapless victim of what I thought to be love. When one thinks unknown? Will she tell her parents? Or will she, like so many other young women become so frightened that abortion is the only recourse? Whatever step Emily chooses to take will dramatically alter her life forever. An event will take place that is sure to challenge all Emily has come to know and believe in.

Emily has become caught up in the whirlwind of allowing her heart to rule her head, for falling for the oldest line in the world; “I love you baby.

Show me how much you love me too.” It is a whirlwind of monumental proportions, one that has been the root cause of many teenage female’s problem. Hundreds of thousands have succumbed to this tender trap, only to be left feeling either disillusioned, depressed, or violated. It is a snare that has been preceded by a promise of love and fidelity. But the result is often total abandonment, leaving the female partner to fend for herself, bringing a child into the world who did not ask to be born in this fashion. In such cases, young women will abort the fetus, rather than face the shame, leave the baby in dumpsters or other terrible places, where death results from exposure and a lack of immediate care for the infant.

Chapter Two

A Time of Reckoning

There is a beautiful quality about the night, that even for all of the negative statements, which is attributed to it, referring to something dark and sinister, it offers one a temporary reprieve and a shield from prying eyes, eyes, which would immediately uncover the guilt and shame, one is trying desperately to conceal. Night, a word, which is not at all polysyllabic, but rather a monosyllable. Night, a time reserved for individuals. Who unlike those, which bask in the security of a place more brightly lit, it becomes a welcomed partner to those who take great pains to avoid the light of day.

This is what Emily and countless other teenage female have been reduced to. Knowing that soon enough they will not be able to prevent anyone from noticing what will become painfully obvious, even for all the protection that the night bestows.

All may be fair in love and war, but there is hardly anything fair about young women who put their trust in a man who has betrayed their trust. A Mack truck has seemingly struck down whose driver, seeing the body on the ground drives off, hoping that no one has witnessed what took place these women. That is how some people try to get out of taking responsibility for their actions. They run away. Trust is a vital ingredient in a relationship. Everything about the relationship hinges on trust. If the element of trust is missing, the relationship stands on shaky ground. It’s unfortunate that some do not ever learn that valuable lesson, as life has many lessons to teach one who is open to what it has to teach. Just because the ship of ones life may seem to have struck some rocks along life’s ship.

One must always maintain some semblance of hope, in order to bounce back, Thus keeping the ship of ones life afloat, irrespective of the winds that tempt and seduce by blowing into their sails promises of a smooth landing at a peaceful shore. It boggles my mind to think that just one year ago I was happy and care free - at least until I met Bobby Windham-the love of my life or so I thought. He was a tall and strapping thin 16-year old brown haired blue-eyed jock, every girls dream. I was like butter in his hands. I melted whenever he was near and I made it my business to always be around, fearing I would have to compete with all the other girls. How silly I was then, I thought. If only I knew then what I do now, that that blue-eyed jock was nothing more than a player, a real mack-daddy. Although I didn’t know it at the time, Bobby was seeing another girl named Gillian Monroe; rumor had it that she was pregnant. Only her parents found out before she could conceal the evidence. In order to shield their pride, her parents forced her to have an abortion. One visit to the doctor’s office and all her troubles were over. But the pain of being betrayed and becoming aware of it lingered like an incurable terminal illness. Even after confronting Bobby Windham about the situation, it offered Emily and Gillian neither comfort nor did it allow them to hope there would be a future for them. Bobby Windham’s cavalier attitude and obvious unwillingness to take responsibility for the two lives he has ruined was blatantly apparent. He could not care any less, even if he tried and tried to careless all of the time. Bobby stopped returning phone calls, left messages that he was not home, when in fact, he avoided contact with the girls, and displayed a fundamental disrespect for them both, when ever he was approached by either of them. All of this bizarre behavior surfaced upon learning from the two young women that they were pregnant.

Chapter Three

Moment of Truth

Gillian could not deal with the pain of rejection from Bobby Windham or the choice she had made to end the life that was inside of her. Kind spoken words from her mother and father, though pleasant indeed did little to console the awful indignity she felt because of Bobby’s rejection. Gillian was so down trodden. She felt ashamed and violated - not to mention the tremendous guilt that mounted up day-by-day at the terrible decision she made to abort her baby.

Chapter Four

Last Ditch Effort

Going to a mall in downtown Boston and peering inside the windows of maternity shops only served to remind Gillian of the great mistake she had made. “I shouldn’t have killed my baby, even if Bobby didn’t want it. I should have kept it anyway. The baby never hurt anybody. Why did daddy make me abort it? It might have been somebody great. Now I’ll never know what kind of person I killed. I shouldn’t have given in to desperation, “she thought.” Maybe Bobby would listen to reason, now that the body is gone. Maybe he might be persuaded to do the right thing by me one day. If there’s a chance, one in a million, I must take it, I will speak to him one more time,” she reasoned, her golden tresses momentarily blinding her, as it covers her face, being blown by the wind Gillian’s lean body is exceeded only by the beautiful hazel green eyes and pretty angelic round face. How could anyone refuse such a beauty? Bobby Windham was not pleased to see Gillian at all. In fact, he became enraged and asked her to leave him alone, that he wanted nothing further to do with her. Gillian could not believe her ears. She thought Bobby would at least be relieved that he did not have to worry about the baby any longer, but not so. Bobby Windham did not have any feelings for Gillian at all. For Bobby, Gillian was expendable and that was all she could stand, as she ran out of Bobby’s parents house crying uncontrollably. As Gillian came close to a nearby two- way street, she was still sobbing. Bobby’s words played over again and again in her mind, cutting her like a knife. Gillian, still crying, looked out into the street, saw an eighteen wheeler coming down the street at a fast pace, stepped quickly off the side walk into the direction of the fast approaching vehicle. The truck struck Gillian with such a force that she was torn completely in half.

“She stepped into the street before I could stop. It was nothing I could do,” the driver said to the police, still visibly shaken by what happened. “Okay sir, take it easy. We know it wasn’t your fault. Just step over here sir we need to phone this into the precinct,” said Officer Crenshaw, eyeing the scene of the awful tragedy. “Mr. and Mrs. Monroe will have to be notified Susan,” said Officer Crenshaw. “Yes sir, that’s a copy,” officer Atwood replied.

The street adjacent the huge Boston shopping mall is a colorful spectacle filled with curiosity seekers, police officers, and news reporters, each trying to make some sense out of the senseless drama that has just taken place.

No sooner had Mr. and Mrs. Monroe been notified did they arrive at the scene, where the blood of their daughter still covered the pavement.

“Oh no, it isn’t true, she can’t be gone, she just can’t be.” Mrs. Monroe screamed pitifully. Mr. Monroe tried to comfort his wife, but looked as though he himself needed comforting. “Mrs. Monroe, your daughter went quickly. She didn’t suffer,” Officer Crenshaw opined,

“How do you know? "

"How do you know anything?"

"Gillian was a good daughter." She never gave us one minute of trouble. She didn’t hang out with the hoodlums. She didn’t mix with the wrong crowd. She was a perfect little angel. Just a perfect little angel,” Mrs. Monroe replied, her voice breaking as she tried to hold back the tears already beginning to well up in her eyes.

“I’m sorry Mrs. Monroe. I’m sure Gillian was a lovely daughter and I did not mean to imply otherwise,” officer Crenshaw said apologetically.

“Please forgive her officer, this is all just too tragic for us both,” said Mr. Monroe, his face wet with tears.

“What do we do now honey? How do we tell Henry his sister is no longer alive? How honey?"

"Now, now sweetheart, we’ll find a way to tell him,” he said reassuringly.

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DAVY JOHNSON

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Maverick Publishing

HOUSTON, TEXAS