"What do I do? Who do I call?" Francisco said as he jumped around putting on his pants. "We are not in Mexico Francisco! You cannot run out and get the midwife down the block!" Mauricia screamed in pain. "I will go find Humberto to drive us into town to find a midwife or doctor." Francisco ran out the door and immediately ran back in. "Mauricia! It's snowing!" Francisco shouted. "Oh no!" Mauricia gasped in disappointment. Francisco grabbed his coat and boots and fumbled for his hat and ran back out. Moments later he came back with a groggy Humberto who was able to convince Jimmy to let him borrow the truck.
"It's six in the morning let's go!" ordered Humberto. Francisco picked up Mauricia and was dragging her to the truck. Mauricia was telling Teresa to watch the children and Senora Mendoza was going to stay with them until she returned. Mauricia grabbed pieces of newspaper from a box and stuffed her dress to protect her from the cold weather. "Adios Mama, I'll be good." Teresa promised.
Mauricia, Francisco, and Humberto pushed forward against the snow. The ground was covered in white. It took a couple of tries before the truck started and they were on their way to town. Mauricia clenched her belly as she concentrated on the road. Francisco held onto Mauricia's arms frightened by the sight of white. "Ay Francisco, stop gripping so hard, you are hurting me!" Mauricia yelled as she shook her arms. "Ay, I'm sorry Mauricia, this is new to me, not the birth, but all of this!" "Let me drive in peace please!" begged Humberto.
"Clackity Clack! Pop!" the truck sputtered. Humberto kept pushing the gas and rocked back and forth as if he was willing the truck to keep going. "No, no, no!" Humberto chanted through gritted teeth. Then the truck stopped. Mauricia started crying uncontrollably and Humberto hit the steering wheel. "Do you know where we are Humberto?" asked Francisco. Yes, we are close to the black bridge, Route 2. "Can you help me get her there? I can run the next couple of miles for help." Francisco suggested. Humberto looked at him and said, "I can help you get her to the bridge." Both men scrambled as they held Mauricia up and walked as fast as they could to the bridge. Francisco remembered the bridges underpass could help alleviate the snowfall on Mauricia.
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