A fluttering in my stomach caused me to realize I was pregnant. I didn’t question how this could happen at my age but immediately went shopping. There were things to buy for the new life.
Jane, accompanying me, pointed out a yellow electric blanket that would help with the incubation. I bought the blanket, wrapped myself in it, and lay on my bed. The new life was now inside a womb inside a womb.
What would this new life be? Later that day I had my answer. A canary erupted from beneath the covers and began singing. Then it hurried off. Its early-warning services were needed elsewhere, at the thin line separating where there is no life from where there is. 