Sunday, March 08, 2009

Hairless


Harold bounced the baby on his knee, grinning. The baby, Lucy’s first, gurgled back. “She’s got her mother’s nose,” he said, “and her grandmother’s dark eyes but I couldn’t help noticing she’s… well…”

“Hairless?” supplied Lucy.

Harold nodded. “You could put it like that.”

“He got that from his father,” said Lucy.

“Oh?” Harold wondered how best to phrase the next question. Considering his daughter’s hot-headed temperament, he plumped for tact. “Will we be meeting he father at all?”

Lucy smiled, enjoying her father’s discomfort. “I expect so,” she said. “You remember Asphodel, Lord of the Sixth Circle of Hell?”

8 comments:

martha said...

OMGod When does THIS happen?

Leatherdykeuk said...

Not for many years hence - I'm playing around with Lucy's life at present.

stephanie said...

*claps* No ordinary chap for our Lucy! Good on her! (And I'd love to have seen the expression on Harold's face just then.)

Leatherdykeuk said...

*chuckles*
Nothing less than a Lord for the granddaughter of Lucifer!

aims said...

*laughing as well over here*

Leatherdykeuk said...

Thank you!

Sunny said...

chuckling ... that's life!

BT said...

Not the prettiest baby!