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- The Taylor and Donovan Families1871
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- Dear Marcail
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- Books by Lori Wick
- About the Author
I almost ran upstairs to wake the girls.
Since tomorrow is Sunday, well all have the entire day to get acquainted.
So tell us your plans! Rigg encouraged Sean as both men, Katie, and Marcail sat around the kitchen table.
Well, he said slowly, I probably should have explained everything to you before moving back, bag and baggage, but
You misunderstand me, Sean, the older man assured him gently. Im not trying to pin you down to any schedule. Im just excited to have you here and want to know what you have in mind.
I guess I just wanted the baby to be born here, Sean began again. Everything happened so quickly with the sale of the livery. I know wed have been welcome at Sadies if we had to stay, but we honestly believed the trip would be easier for Charlie and the baby before the baby was born. Seans gaze traveled upward to where his wife was sleeping. Shes so tired right now, Sean continued, I wonder if we made the right decision.
I think shell be fine, Sean, Katie told him. You know that well do all we can to make her comfortable. And were just thrilled that your baby will be born here. Kates voice caught just a little.
Sean could only nod, his heart full. It had been so long since theyd been together, and so much had passed. Marcail, quiet as she was, seemed to be having the hardest time. She kept touching Sean as though making certain he was really there.
They talked late into the night before Rigg said theyd better get some sleep. No one argued, and after a few yawns and another round of hugs, Sean made his way upstairs.
Sean? Charlies voice was heavy with sleep as she felt the bed shift beside her.
Im sorry I woke you.
What time is it?
Im not sure, I think about 2:00 A.M.
Oh, Sean, Charlie pleaded as she remembered where she was. Please tell me I didnt fall asleep before a proper introduction to your family.
Charlie buried her face in the pillow when he laughed softly. Forgetting the hour, she told herself to get up and apologize, but before she could work out the time or force herself out of bed, she was back to sleep.
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Charlie looked around the breakfast table at the people surrounding her and smiled. Marshall Riggs, a man whose frame was even larger than Seans, was a big sweetheart. He had taken Charlies hand as soon as she had come downstairs and humbly asked her forgiveness for closing her outside in the cold. That he was still amused over what hed done was immediately evident to her, and they ended up grinning at each other like old friends.