Spider Eggs


Inspired by real life, naturally.

Spider Eggs

“Oooh! A spider, a spider!! It’s on my leg!” Leann shouted and squirmed in the driver’s seat of her old, rusting Cavalier.
“Just flick it off. Oh my god!” Her best friend, Josephine, admonished her from the passenger’s seat. “It’s just a little spider!”
“No, Jo! You don’t understand it’s — ”
“Curb!!” Jo shouted. “You moron! Forget the spider and watch the road!!”
“Sorry, but you don’t understand, it’s on my leg! It’s under my pants. I can’t feel it crawling anymore.”
“Oooh, well that is gross. You can’t feel it anymore.”
“No. Maybe it crawled out?” She looked hopeful so Jo squashed her.
“Well, that or it’s laying eggs inside you right now.”
“Oh my gosh! You are disgusting! Oooh, it is not!”
Jo just shrugs nonchalantly, hiding a grin. “I’m not sure how long it takes for spider eggs to hatch but your Mom will be a grandmother long before she expected, that’s for sure!”
“Shut up! Jo, you’re not funny! That’s just…ooh! I don’t even want to think about that.” Leann pulls into Jo’s driveway and brings the car to a stop.
“Well don’t say I didn’t warn you…” Jo gets up and out of the car, shuts the door but turns back to a glaring Leann through the open window. “Oh, congratulations, by the way. Do you want me to throw a baby shower or something?”
Leann shoves the car into reverse and squeals out of the driveway with a scowl and “Very funny!” streaming on the air behind her.



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