Lesson#2- Revised

Exposistion
Falling Action
Climax
Falling Action
Resolution

Mariann's bony hand grabbed the glass door to let a young woman pass by her. The lights shone on Marianna'slight blonde hair as she walked into the diner.

"Will it be the usual diet A&Wroot beer, Marianna?"

Marianna smiled and nodded. "Yes, Samantha, that would be great."

A raven-hairedlady stood by a table."Sit anywhere you like, hon. I'll bring you a menu." She strolled up to the other lady.

"Just a glass of water would be great." Susan's belly stood out in front of her like a beach ball as she waddled to a booth and plopped down.

"Comin' right up." Samantha walked to the kitchen and waltzed back out with two glasses and placed them on the table. Her violet eyes glowed as she grinned. "The sun's out, and I hate it. It just kills me. I'll be in the back if you need anything." She pointed behind her and walked away.

"Thank you." Susan took a sip of the water and touched her stomach. She turned to Marianna. "Do you know where Dolbus is?"

"It's forty miles north in the next county."

Susan brushed away the stray auburn locks from her creamy complexion. She put her feet up, her ankles swollen with fluid.

"How far along are you, Sweetie?"

"I'm due in three and a half weeks."

"Your ankles are so swollen, and you look tired. Let me call my husband for you.He's the town Doc. Better safe than sorry, you know."

"That's okay. I just need to sit here for a moment."

"It's no trouble. We don't want anything happenin' to your baby now." Marianna stood and walked over to the phone lying on the cherry wood counter.

She scanned the small diner and glanced at the cerulean wallpaper and tablecloths as she picked up the receiver and dialed. A jukebox sat on the right side of the room, not too far from the counter with its matching stools. She smelled the day's fried chicken and apple pie coming from the back.She dug a quarter out of her pocket, put it into the machine, and selected Dream, Dream, Dream by the Everly Brothers. Marianna strolled back to where Susan sat.

Marianna smiled and sat by her. "What's your name?"

"Susan Barry."

Marianna held her hand. "Are you feelin' any pain?"

"Yes, my baby's moving everywhere, and my ankles are killing me."

"The ambulance and my husband are busy. It's custom for me to get patients in times like these. We're a small town, so we do with what we have."

Susan stared at Marianna. "You haven't told me your name."

"Marianna St. Ives."

"We should get going. My husband has an examination room and a recovery room at our house for emergencies like this. Let me help you up."

Marianna lifted her under her arms. They shuffled out of the diner and walked to a burgundy van that had 'Deacon Emergency Vehicle' written on it. Susan lay in the back of it.

"Just lay back, dear, we'll be there in just a few minutes."

Marianna watched Susan propped herself on her elbows, staring out the window.

When Marianna puled into the driveway, she surveyed her well-kept yard with a mahogany gazebo and a garden of assorted roses. As they walked in, dark shadows filled the house that seemed to stalk the ladies.

After that, they walked down a long hall. Marianna led her to a room that was all black with a hospital bed in the middle of the room and a small examining table in the far corner. The smell of ammonia and rotten eggs drifted into the room, lingering like a strong perfume.

"Lie down on the bed. I'll call my husband."

"Okay. I'm really tired. Thank you."

"One last thing, are you married or have any relatives you're close to?"

"No, I just divorced my husband, and my parents haven't spoken to me in three years. I was on my way to Dolbus to go to court to make my ex pay child support when the baby comes."

"That's all I need to know. You rest now." Marianna pranced out of the room. My, that child is very trusting.

Loud footsteps echoed throughout the house. Marianna rushed down the hall. A man with shinny blue eyes met her halfway. She put her arms round his neck, touching his ebonyhair.

He took her hands away from his neck. "Is she in there?" He gestured toward the examining room.

Marianna frowned, folded her arms, and shook her head. "Yes, she lying down." She following behind her husband as they walked into the room.

He strutted over toward Susan and touched shoulder. "I'm Doctor Philip St.Ives. I see you're in your last month. Don't you know it's risky to travel?" His skin appeared to be stretched thin, causing his cheekbones to seem as though they would break his skin.

"I know, but I've got to make sure my dead beat ex pays child support. He's trying to weasel out of it."

"I see. I'm going to give you something to make you more comfortable. Don't worry, it won't hurt the baby at all." The doctor held the needle up.

"Okay, if it won't hurt the baby."

"I wouldn't dare." He pulled her right sleeve up and administered the shot.

He turned off the light and crept out of the room with Marianna.

The doctor rubbedhis skeletalhands together. "We will have a delicious supper tonight."

"Yes, I think I'll make a stew. How does that sound for tonight?" Marianna leaned against the wall.

A sharp, femine screetching rang through the house. "My water has broke! My water has broke!"

The doctor and his wife both ran in the room.

"You're going into labor." The doctor sat in front of Susan.

"Why am I going into labor before I'm supposed to?" shouted Susan.

"A woman can go into labor at any time in the ninth month."

Marianna listened to Susan as she moaned, groaned, screamed, and shrieked. The doctor had Susan put her feet up in stirrups, then he and Marianna crept over to the corner. While Susan was screaming and moaning, the doctor and Marianna whispered in the corner. Susan glared at the two of them conversing. The doctor and his wife hurried back over to Susan.

"Breathe, dear, breathe." Marianna held her hand.

Susan let out a gigantic scream.

"Stop pushing for a moment. The baby's breached, but I can move it," the doctor said.

Dr. St. Ives reached in and moved the baby. "Now give me a good push."

While Marianna was by Susan's side wiping Susan's forehead with a cloth.

"I see the baby's head. Give me one more good push," the doctor said.

After Susan gave another push, a baby girl's cry pierced Marianna's ears. The doctor took the baby to the small table.

"What are you going to name her?" Marianna smiled at Susan.

"I'm going to name her Mary Ann."

A tear came to Marianna's eye as she smiled. "I'm going to see what's taking so long with the examination. I'll be right back, dear."

"Could we let the baby live?" whispered Marianna.

"Why?" The doctor turned to her.

"She named the baby after me. You know I've always wanted a baby and can't have one. We can feed on Susan. She won't taste as good, but she'll do. Better yet, we could let them both live if you promise to behave with Susan. I know how you are with young human women."

"What has gotten into you? You've never said anything about our arrangement until now."

"I'm tired of this. If things don't change, I'm leaving. I can do better. Your brother has wanted me for years. I could leave today and go to him now."

"What? You would leave me for my brother and break up our home because of my slip ups? I love you."

"You call this love? I starve myself to look beautiful to please you. I gave up so much for you. I gave up being a human for you and became a zombie."

"Okay, have it your way. Susan can be your maid, and the baby can be yours. What if Susan won't bend to your will so easily?"

"I'll work with her. She has no one and nowhere to go. Susan will thank me for this in time." Marianna picked up Mary Ann.

Marianna walked toward Susan with the baby in her arms. "You rest now, and you and Mary Ann will stay in my guest room for a few days."

"Thank you. I don't know how I can ever repay your kindness."

"Don't worry about it. You just rest now. I'll take care of Mary Ann." Marianna cradled the baby in her arms.



Exposistion
Rising Action
Climax
Falling Action
Resolution

Marianna held the door open to allow a young woman to pass by her. The lights shone on Marianna'slight blonde hair as she walked into the diner.

"Will it be the usual diet A&Wroot beer, Marianna?"

The diner's owner stood by a table."Sit anywhere you like, hon. I'll bring you a menu." She strolled up to the other lady.

"Just a glass of water would be great." Susan's belly stood out in front of her like a beach ball as she waddled to a booth and plopped down.

"Comin' right up." Samantha walked to the kitchen and waltzed back out with two glasses and placed them on the table. Her raven hair glistened and violet eyes glowed as she grinned. "The sun's out, and I hate it. It just kills me. I'll be in the back if you need anything." She pointed behind her and walked away.

"Thank you." Susan took a sip of the water and touched her stomach. She turned to Marianna. "Do you know where Dolbus is?"

"It's forty miles north in the next county."

Susan brushed away the stray auburn locks from her creamy complexion. She put her feet up, her ankles swollen with fluid.

"How far along are you, Sweetie?"

"I'm due in three and a half weeks."

"Your ankles are so swollen, and you look tired. Let me call my husband for you.He's the town Doc. Better safe than sorry, you know."

"That's okay. I just need to sit here for a moment."

"It's no trouble. We don't want anything happenin' to your baby now." Marianna stood and walked over to the phone lying on the cherry wood counter.

She scanned the small diner and glanced at the cerulean wallpaper and tablecloths as she picked up the receiver and dialed. A jukebox sat on the right side of the room, not too far from the counter with its matching stools. She smelled the day's fried chicken and apple pie coming from the back.She dug a quarter out of her pocket, put it into the machine, and selected Dream, Dream, Dream by the Everly Brothers. Marianna strolled back to where Susan sat.

Marianna smiled and sat by her. "What's your name?"

"Susan Barry."

Marianna held her hand. "Are you feelin' any pain?"

"Yes, my baby's moving everywhere, and my ankles are killing me."

"The ambulance and my husband are busy. It's custom for me to get patients in times like these. We're a small town, so we do with what we have."

Susan stared at Marianna. "You haven't told me your name."

"Marianna St. Ives."

"We should get going. My husband has an examination room and a recovery room at our house for emergencies like this. Let me help you up."

Marianna lifted her under her arms. They shuffled out of the diner and walked to a burgundy van that had 'Deacon Emergency Vehicle' written on it. Susan lay in the back of it.

"Just lay back, dear, we'll be there in just a few minutes."

Marianna watched Susan propped herself on her elbows, staring out the window.

When Marianna puled into the driveway, she surveyed her well-kept yard with a mahogany gazebo and a garden of assorted roses. As they walked in, dark shadows filled the house that seemed to stalk the ladies.

After that, they walked down a long hall. Marianna led her to a room that was all black with a hospital bed in the middle of the room and a small examining table in the far corner. The smell of ammonia and rotten eggs drifted into the room, lingering like a strong perfume.

"Lie down on the bed. I'll call my husband."

"Okay. I'm really tired. Thank you."

"One last thing, are you married or have any relatives you're close to?"

"No, I just divorced my husband, and my parents haven't spoken to me in three years. I was on my way to Dolbus to go to court to make my ex pay child support when the baby comes."

"That's all I need to know. You rest now." Marianna pranced out of the room. My, that child is very trusting.

Loud footsteps echoed throughout the house. Marianna rushed down the hall. A man with shinny blue eyes met her halfway. She put her arms round his neck, touching his ebonyhair.

He took her hands away from his neck. "Is she in there?" He gestured toward the examining room.

Marianna frowned, folded her arms, and shook her head. "Yes, she lying down." She following behind her husband as they walked into the room.

He strutted over toward Susan and touched shoulder. "I'm Doctor Philip St.Ives. I see you're in your last month. Don't you know it's risky to travel?" His skin appeared to be stretched thin, causing his cheekbones to seem as though they would break his skin.

"I know, but I've got to make sure my dead beat ex pays child support. He's trying to weasel out of it."

"I see. I'm going to give you something to make you more comfortable. Don't worry, it won't hurt the baby at all." The doctor held the needle up.

"Okay, if it won't hurt the baby."

"I wouldn't dare." He pulled her right sleeve up and administered the shot.

He turned off the light and crept out of the room with Marianna.

The doctor rubbedhis skeletalhands together. "We will have a delicious supper tonight."

"Yes, I think I'll make a stew. How does that sound for tonight?" Marianna leaned against the wall.

A sharp, femine screetching rang through the house. "My water has broke! My water has broke!"

The doctor and his wife both ran in the room.

"You're going into labor." The doctor sat in front of Susan.

"Why am I going into labor before I'm supposed to?" shouted Susan.

"A woman can go into labor at any time in the ninth month."

Marianna listened to Susan as she moaned, groaned, screamed, and shrieked. The doctor had Susan put her feet up in stirrups, then he and Marianna crept over to the corner. While Susan was screaming and moaning, the doctor and Marianna whispered in the corner. Susan glared at the two of them conversing. The doctor and his wife hurried back over to Susan.

"Breathe, dear, breathe." Marianna held her hand.

Susan let out a gigantic scream.

"Stop pushing for a moment. The baby's breached, but I can move it," the doctor said.

Dr. St. Ives reached in and moved the baby. "Now give me a good push."

While Marianna was by Susan's side wiping Susan's forehead with a cloth.

"I see the baby's head. Give me one more good push," the doctor said.

After Susan gave another push, a baby girl's cry pierced Marianna's ears. The doctor took the baby to the small table.

"What are you going to name her?" Marianna smiled at Susan.

"I'm going to name her Mary Ann."

A tear came to Marianna's eye as she smiled. "I'm going to see what's taking so long with the examination. I'll be right back, dear."

"Could we let the baby live?" whispered Marianna.

"Why?" The doctor turned to her.

"She named the baby after me. You know I've always wanted a baby and can't have one. We can feed on Susan. She won't taste as good, but she'll do. Better yet, we could let them both live if you promise to behave with Susan. I know how you are with young human women."

"What has gotten into you? You've never said anything about our arrangement until now."

"I'm tired of this. If things don't change, I'm leaving. I can do better. Your brother has wanted me for years. I could leave today and go to him now."

"What? You would leave me for my brother and break up our home because of my slip ups? I love you."

"You call this love? I starve myself to look beautiful to please you. I gave up so much for you. I gave up being a human for you and became a zombie."

"Okay, have it your way. Susan can be your maid, and the baby can be yours. What if Susan won't bend to your will so easily?"

"I'll work with her. She has no one and nowhere to go. Susan will thank me for this in time." Marianna picked up Mary Ann.

Marianna walked toward Susan with the baby in her arms. "You rest now, and you and Mary Ann will stay in my guest room for a few days."

"Thank you. I don't know how I can ever repay your kindness."

"Don't worry about it. You just rest now. I'll take care of Mary Ann." Marianna cradled the baby in her arms.