Ike kept pacing up and down the ward. Please God do it for me, he silently prayed. Soon, he heard the shrill voice of a new born. A nurse came out of the labour room and broke the news to him. "Sir, it's a boy, congrats". Ike simply smiled.
This is my entry to the Zapficmonday240 character story contest with the prompt "pace" and hosted by @freewritehouse @felt.buzz and @zapfic.club