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Right. We meant to be at the train station but didnt get away on time. Charlie? Sean suddenly called over his shoulder. Alex watched as an adorable redhead approached.
Its short for Charlotte, she said to her surprised brother-in-law.
Introductions were made all around. Alex met Ricky, who was a picture of Sean, and Callie, whose hair was the exact shade of her mothers. The entire family was gathered in the living room, and things were just settling down when Charlie announced that she was expecting once again. There was another round of mayhem as hugs and congratulations were shared. When the room was finally calm, Alex found himself next to Katie. His voice was very quiet and gentle when he spoke privately to her.
Unless I miss my guess, you have an announcement of your own to make.
Katie could only stare at him for the space of several heartbeats. How did you know? Her voice as soft as his own.
Im not sure how I know; Ive just always had this knack for sighting such things.
I havent even had a chance to tell Rigg.
Alex chuckled at her dry tone. Then this is decidedly not a good time to reveal your news.
Is it because youre a doctor? Katie was still captivated by his perception.
No, I dont think so. My father and brother are both doctors, but theyve never been able to do it. I cant do it unless the woman herself knows, so you must give off some type of signal.
Katie nodded, looking deep in thought.
I didnt want to intrude, Alex continued, still for Katies ears alone. But since you havent decided whether or not you like me, Id hoped to do or say something that would put your mind at ease concerning Marcail.
Again Katie could only stare. Had she not been so surprised, she would have blushed to the roots of her hair over being read so easily.
It must be rather difficult to live with someone who can read your mind, Kaitlin spoke at last. Poor Marcail, shes never been able to keep a single emotion from her face.
Alex frowned at Katie a moment as he thought of Marcails reserve in the last weeks.
Youd be surprised, was all he finally said.
Kaitlin, having had no idea what a sensitive subject this was, was a little taken aback at the look that had passed over Alexs face.
The subject was changed then, but Alex couldnt get his sister-in-laws words out of his head. He wondered if he knew his wife at all.
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The next day was Sunday, and Alex began seeing a Marcail hed never met before. She was not the normally quiet and thoughtful person she seemed to be at home. She talked almost nonstop and laughed with an abandon he didnt know she possessed.