It wasn’t as trivial a thing as getting a new car or a well-deserved promotion, but Tony’s mind was flooded with the same sense of euphoria. A stronger sensation even.

This makes no sense, he thought, as he wove through the midday traffic, the wheels of the Murciélago screeching.

Where had this overwhelmingly sudden burst of emotion come from? And why was it just now rising to the surface?

He’d told Monica not to call. He’d told her he didn’t care.

But yet here he was, barrelling through the streets of Della Cruz, grinning like a maniac.

I’m almost there, he thought. I have to be there.

The salty air lingered in his nostrils, deposited by the cool sea breeze rolling off the Saminara Bay.

Tony was locked in, the scenery fluttering by monotonously. His tunnel vision was only relinquished for a moment, by the families that were littered across the pier.

He allowed himself a quick glance, his gaze resting upon a smiling couple crouching in front of a stroller.

Their image was burned into his mind almost as fast as they disappeared behind him in the distance.

Could I too have something like that one day? he wondered, as his smile cut even deeper into his rugged face.

After arguing with the security guard at the hospital’s front gate for almost a full minute, Tony was granted admission and parked so hastily that he almost hit a wall.

He raced into the lobby, asking all the appropriate personnel which room Monica was in.

He found her in room two on the second floor.

She was surrounded by her family, but they all made way as he entered the room.

Monica was cradling a small white blanket in her arms. “I knew you’d be here,” she said, smiling sweetly. “Come, meet your daughter.”

Tony obliged her silently, peering into the face that peeked out of the blanket.

He smiled warmly, his heart slowly melting. “What’s her name?” he asked.

“Evangeline,” Monica replied. “It means the bearer of good news.”

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Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
1 year ago

Hello, Nad. Welcome to voice club. It is a powerful first story. What a beautiful name ( Evangeline). Also the meaning it denotes (“the bearer of good news”) was so promising. I love it. Keep writing.

Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
Reply to  Nad Denton
1 year ago

You are welcome, Nad. I am looking forward to reading more of your stories here. 

Last edited 1 year ago by Lotchie Carmelo
Carrie OLeary
Carrie OLeary(@carrie-oleary)
1 year ago

Hi Nad, and welcome to I always like to see new faces and see their approach to stories. There is so much hope and joy in this story, I found it a heartwarming and enjoyable read. Very nicely done.

Allan Neil
Allan Neil(@allan-neil)
1 year ago

Hello Nad.
Good start. Fast paced young man, obviously upwardly mobile with his fast car et al turns out to be just as tender as the rest of us when confronted by his little bundle of joy. And what a great choice of name!

Margarida Brei
Margarida Brei(@margarida-brei)
1 year ago

Beautiful story, Nad. I love the meaning of Evangeline.

Kayja Daniels
Kayja Daniels(@kayja-daniels)
1 year ago

This story sums up good news too well! Great job.

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