Written for the July 2010 mini-contest in
brigits_flame Prompt: manual
Manual
It took Jeremy a moment to realise where the wail was coming from. Beside him, Anne stirred.
“It’s okay, I’ll go,” he mumbled, unsure whether his wife was awake enough to register his words.
He got out of bed and stumbled into his week-old daughter's room. She quieted almost immediately as he picked her up. Jeremy watched her, mesmerised by the perfect little creature in his arms.
Looking up, he saw Anne leaning against the door, her eyes blinking into the light but a grin on her face.
"Do you want me to get the manual?"