vilakins | Ficlet: Mother

Yes, I'm behind again on cross-posting my stories for b7friday which I really should be promoting, being a mod. The topic for this one was original characters. 150 words, and no ~~dead pets~~ angst in this one!

Mother

She was too young to have a baby. She was only eighteen, hardly more than a child herself. It wasn't fair. Perhaps it had been the same for her mother; she'd left Jandy outside an orphanage at only a week old, and Jandy had never blamed her. You had to make your own way in this world.

"Do you want to see your baby?" the nurse asked, holding out a little bundle.

Jandy shrugged. It wouldn't make much difference. She wasn't keeping it. The nurse laid it in her arms and she frowned at the tiny face. Wide eyes looked back at her and a small fist opened and closed. She caught her breath and touched the perfect little fingers, then the button of a nose. The mouth opened in a smile.

"What are you going to call him?"

Jandy knew she was lost. "Vila," she said shyly, and smiled.