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A Baby Story
Idgie Threadgoode came into the café to find Ruth staring blankly out the window. "I thought I woulda found you at Momma's." As the door closed behind the blonde, Ruth Jamison jumped. Idgie furrowed her brows, "Ruth? What's wrong?"
Ruth turned toward the calming voice and gave a small smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. She looked down and sighed. "I-," Ruth got out before stopping and wringing her hands together. "Idgie, sit down."
Obeying, the young woman sat down. "Ruth? You're scaring me."
"I don't know what we're going to do… A baby…"
"A baby?" Idgie gave a nervous chuckle. "Did Grady put you up to this? I beat him at poker and he-"
"A baby. I- we're…a… a baby." Ruth stood up and walked over to stand closer to the door, suddenly needing fresh air. Idgie sat there still processing what Ruth was telling her. Ruth alternately looked out the door and at the reeling face sitting at the table. As the information finally made it to those blue eyes Ruth bit her bottom lip. After a few moments, with Idgie not saying anything, Ruth slowly started back in her direction, but couldn't bring herself to close the final distance. "Idgie, I know this isn't what you were thinking of when… Frank-," Ruth began to cry.
Idgie rushed up to Ruth and wrapped her arms around her. "-won't get near you or the baby. I promise you, Ruth, I'm going to take care of the both of you." Ruth felt Idgie gently wipe her tears away. "I'm never going to let him, or anyone else, hurt you ever again. You know that, right?"
Ruth buried her face in Idgie's neck and nodded.
After finally releasing the breath she'd been holding, Idgie dopped to her knees and placed her cheek against Ruth's still flat stomach. A full-fledged grin appeared on her face as she told no one and everyone, "We're going to have a baby."