After the quake blind willow, sleeping woman dance dance dance

Maybe this is Tengo’s child inside my womb
. 
Aomame frowned a bit and considered this. 
Why do I have to be pregnant with 
Tengo’s child?
How about looking at it like this?
she thought. 
On that chaotic night, when so 
much took place, some process was at work in this world and Tengo sent his semen 
into my womb. Somehow, through a gap in the thunder and rain, the darkness and the 
murder, a special kind of passageway opened, through some logic I can’t understand. 
Just for an instant. And in that instant we took advantage of the passageway. I took 
that opportunity to greedily accept Tengo into me. I became pregnant. Egg 201—or 
was it 202?—grabbed onto one of his millions of spermatozoa, a single sperm cell 
that was as healthy and clever and straightforward as the one who produced it
. 
That’s a pretty wild idea. It doesn’t make any sense. I could try to explain it until I 
went hoarse and nobody would ever believe me. But the whole notion of me being 
pregnant itself doesn’t make any sense. But remember—this is the year 1Q84. A 
strange world where anything can happen
.