Down the tree-covered slope, she could see Lymon, walking tall and confidently across the sand beside Sid Harness. Every once in a while, Lymon would bend and toss something into the surf.
He's alive because of me
. She took a deep breath, staring out over the turquoise Caribbean water.
Yes, he was alive.
She closed her eyes, remembering the easy and languid sex they'd shared that morning before Sid's arrival. She recalled how she'd run her fingers down his sides and felt him shudder at her touch.
She had to believe that everything balanced, that the life she had taken made her love Lymon with a greater intensity. That the part of herself that had died in that blast of automatic fire had been replaced by something more profound.
Each breath that Lymon took, each pulsing beat of his heart, had been bought and paid for by her sacrifice.
She placed a hand on the form-fitting white sundress and pressed her abdomen. How could she comprehend the eight million sperm he had shot inside her? All those copies of Lymon's DNA churning about in a frenzy of futility. Even as she sat there they exhausted themselves by the thousands, frantic flagellae ceasing to thrash in her warm fluid. Energy spent, they drifted, carried relentlessly away from their goal by her dark vaginal currents. Did they surrender themselves to oblivion knowing they were already too late? Did some subtle hormone warn them that her womb was already taken?
She closed her eyes, trying to imagine what it looked like: Round, slightly rough on the outside. She could imagine it resting there against the blood-rich lining of her uterus. It had already begun to siphon energy and nourishment from her body. The first pangs of nausea had made their presence known that morning.
She still had to tell Lymon. And what would he say? That she was crazy?
No, not Lymon. But perhaps she was crazy in her own curious and odd fashion.
After an agony of indecision, Christal had chosen abortion.
I can't blame her
.
She stared longingly at the two men as they turned and began retracing their tracks on the deserted beach. Lymon was on his way back to her. No matter what, she wouldn't face this alone. The knowledge warmed her soul in a way she couldn't describe.
She had met her devils, slain them, and come out stronger for it. The future would come with its own antagonistic choices, hard questions, and difficult explanations. One by one, she would face them, deal with them. She would do it with a steel conviction, and damn the critics. Perhaps now, finally, Father could be proud of his little runaway.
She took a deep breath and pressed on the softness above her uterus, carried away by the mystery of how they had managed to do it so quickly.
She wondered if she even cared.
I am the Madonna, brought to prominence through immaculate conception. Will my daughter be divine? Or just another life? Will she share my soul, or create her own? And, if she creates her own soul, does that mean that the spark of God glows in each of us?
So what was a person? A collection of proteins and molecules in which a discrete soul would eventually find a home? A piece of herself to replace the part that had died in that machine gun burst?
God must be laughing.
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