Miranda

Chapter 5

it was silent in the cabin, and it made Morgan restless. Miranda was sleeping , his child was sleeping. what was he to do. he looked down at the sleeping baby, and was unsure of how he felt about this whole sistuation he got himself in. he loved his child yes, but he also loved his wife and the child was know just a reminder of his infidelity. a constant reminder of his sins.what was he to do. morgan falls on his knees ready to be the man he was made to be. " God, please forgive me, my stupid selfish self. and please let there be a chance, even if its small that she will forgive me. and plase lord " he sobs holding on to the basket his daughter was in. " please dont let the bityer tast of resentment latch into my heart, so this child may only know love. " Morgan finished as he wiped his eyes to clear is vision. he got up and went into the kitchen, for one thing he knew, Miranda eould need to eat once she got up. he opened the fridge and saw it empty. only some goat milk was left. damn it, morgan thought to himself lokking around to a empty kitchen. did miranda really gobout daily to get fresh eggs, fruits, and milk everyday sonhe could eat the freshest meals. looking around Morgan knew she did just that. only a few dried herbs were to be found.

Morgan knowig mirandas meal would not cook it self decided he could do this, rulled up his skeeves and decided to get dirty. how hard could it be. the man thinksbas he checks on his daughter one more time to make sure she was safe and he walks out the door.

ok where to start, what would Miranda do. eggs, we need eggs. he says as he goes to the duck house. Morgan grew used to duck eggs real fast out here. Morgan smiled at the memory of the frist day he saw miranda out here digging with her hands to dig a pond. not even a month went by after the astroid demolished half the world, leaving only a lucky few. miranda saw the ducks flying over head one day and her brilliant mind started to think in survival mode while every one else was in shoke.

so she started to dig. Morgan laughed at her and found a log and widdled her a shovel as her watched her dig with her hands, she said she had no time to wait for a shovel. with her hands alone she dug this small duck pond. so it would atract the ducks. and it did. they built them a duck house, and most of them stayed.

leaving them with eggs that make great omelets.

Morgan came back to the present bybthe sound of the goats reminding him they need to be let out into the pasture, but frist milked. 'how did she do this before everyone wakes up and have breakfeast on the table.'

Morgan was bemused, amazed at what effort his wife puts into everyday life.

it took him 3 hours to get the farm chores done, just to make her breskfeast, the ducks chased him away from thier eggs, but after a while he outsmarted them, yet only managed to get 3 eggs. then the goats gave him a matching black eye to the one his brother left behind. then he had to gather the veggies and fruits that where scattered all around. Miranda always carried a box of seeds with her every where they went before the astroid , so with her doomsday thinkinn they were prepaired to survive. they just had to mannage for 3 months for the crops to come in. now they never went hungry.

morgan carried his goods into the kitchen, dirty from the mornings work, he sets everything down on the counter pit the milk aside and then rince everything else off In the sink. he then sets everything aside and goes tontake a shower to not get enything dirty. he gets out clean and refreshed, looks in the mirror to see he looked like a f*****g racoon. 'i guess thats what I deserve. he mumbles to himself. he gets dressed checks on his wife to make sure she was still breathing. he took a breath of relife to see the soft rise and fall of her chest. he then goes check on his daughter in the other room readured both his girls are ok he went to go cook a meal at last.