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Marcail was certain she was going to return home and have Rigg tell her that Kate was dying, but she didnt mention any of this to Bobbie.
The people at the house are there for a reason. And even though Im sure Katie wishes you could be nearby, she also sees that it would be easier if you were elsewhere. It would be the same as if you wanted to go to work at the livery with Sean. Hed like to have your company, but you couldnt really help him with his job, and it would be easier for him if you werent there.
Having a baby is work. If Kate is worried about you, then she wont be able to work as well as she needs to.
Some of the tension that had returned to Marcails face drained away, and they got in the wagon to head for the Bradfords. Jeff was careful not to look in the direction of his brothers place as they rode through town, but he couldnt help but wonder if his sister-in-law was all right. He prayed for all concerned and tried to turn his mind back to the situation at hand.
Sean came out of his chair in the kitchen as though someone had jerked him up on a string. His sister had just let out a bloodcurdling scream, and he waited, his breath held, for some noise to issue from the bedroom.
Black spots dotted his vision a moment later when he heard a baby cry. He sat back down with a thud, hoping he wouldnt faint. A baby! His sister had had a baby!
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Sean watched May emerge from the bedroom, wiping her eyes.
A girl, a big beautiful girl.
Her words started the young mans own tears. Kate had confided in him one day that most men wanted boys, but that Rigg had wanted a daughter. She had said it was her deepest desire to give him that wish.
Is Kate all right? Sean asked hesitantly over the lump in his throat.
Shes fine. Just give them a few minutes and you can go in.
It was less than two minutes before the door was thrown open and Rigg appeared, disheveled but beaming.
Sean! Get in here and see your niece! Wheres Marc?
Ill go and find her, May said with more calm than she felt. It was an exhilarating experience to see your first grandchild enter the world, and she was feeling a bit light-headed about it.
Rigg gave his mother an enormous hug before reaching for his brother-in-law. Sean noticed tears in the big mans eyes and fought the return of his own as he stepped softly into the bedroom. He focused on his sister and she gave him a tired smile.