The Bad Son. Linda Warren

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      “Yes. Something’s wrong. I know it is.” Her voice wavered slightly.

      “What do you think it is?”

      “Her heart. Dr. Pender feels I’m overreacting. I told him how our sister died from an atrial septal defect when she was two days old but he thinks I’m just being paranoid.” She paced back and forth in agitation. Beau had never seen her quite like this. She didn’t trust the doctor and he wondered why.

      He caught her by the forearms and stopped her. “Calm down and take a deep breath. They’ll run the tests and find out for sure.”

      “I suppose.” She drew in deeply several times. “The baby is so tiny, a little over five pounds.”

      “But otherwise healthy?”

      “Yes. Her blood sugar is fine and there’s no fluid on her lungs.”

      But he heard a note of distrust again. “Then trust him.” Her expression didn’t change. “I need another cup of coffee. Come with me to the cafeteria.”

      “No. I want to be here for the baby.”

      Beau took her elbow. “Let the doctor do his job, and you need a break. We’ll only be gone a minute.”

      She removed her scrubs without a word of protest and followed him to the elevator. In the cafeteria, she took a seat and he ordered the coffee. This early the place was empty except for two nurses in a corner. He noticed a couple of boxes of fresh donuts that had just been delivered.

      Macy loved donuts. It was her weakness. He paid for two and carried them with the coffee to the table.

      She looked at the donuts, then at him. “Are you trying to make me fat?”

      “Impossible.” He took a seat. “You burn off more energy than anyone I know. These are to cheer you up.”

      “You’re eating one.” She made a face at him.

      “Deal.”

      She dipped one into her coffee and ate it delicately, like a child. He enjoyed watching her. She licked the icing from her lips and eyed the half-eaten donut on his plate. “Aren’t you finishing that?”

      He pushed it across to her. “You can have it.” It was common for them to eat off each other’s plates and he considered if maybe they were too comfortable with each other. Maybe there was no excitement or mystery left. He didn’t believe that, though. A whole new dimension of emotions was just waiting for them, if only she’d let it happen.

      She finished it in record time and wiped her mouth. “Now I feel better. I’ll be on a sugar high for the rest of the day, but I’m better.”

      Sipping his coffee, Beau turned his thoughts to something else. “Why don’t you trust the doctor?”

      She looked at him over the rim of her cup. His eyes were dark and warm, like the coffee, and just as stimulating. Now was the time to tell him her secret, her insecurities and her fears. Something held her back. She trusted him more than anyone, but she still wasn’t ready to expose the monster under her bed.

      “I guess I’m too closely involved.”

      “She’s your sister.”

      She nodded. “I know what you’re going to say—not to get emotionally attached because Delia and the baby could be gone tomorrow.”

      “Yes.”

      She twisted her cup. “It’s not easy for me. My parents turned their backs on Delia. I can’t do that. I have to be here for her and the baby.”

      “I know.” He drained his cup.

      She reached out and ran the back of her hand across his cheek, feeling his stubble against her sensitive fingers.

      He rubbed his jaw. “I need a shave.”

      “I like it.”

      “Really?”

      “Sure. You’re like a rugged he-man you see in the magazines.” But Beau looked better than any man she’d ever seen in a magazine because he had a kind heart and a loving soul.

      “You like those type of men?”

      She grinned. “I’ll never tell.” She pushed back her chair. “I better get back to Delia. She’s probably awake by now.”

      He followed her to the elevator. “Think I’ll go home, shower and change.”

      “Would you mind checking on my gang and make sure they have enough food? And if you have time, let them out for a few minutes.” Beau had a key to her house and often checked on her animals.

      “Okay. I’ll be back later.” He strolled away with his smooth, easy strides and she watched him with a heavy heart. She had to do something about their relationship and soon.

      THE TIME SEEMED TO CRAWL as the baby was undergoing tests. Macy paced and watched the clock. Finally she went to Delia’s room. She was awake, drinking juice.

      “How are you?” Macy asked.

      “Sore from head to toe and ready to get out of this place. The doctor said the baby’s undergoing some tests. What’s wrong?”

      “She’s making a squeaky sound when she breathes. They’re trying to determine the cause.”

      “Dammit. I can’t even have a kid right. What the hell am I going to do with a sick baby? Macy, what am I going to do? I can’t handle this.”

      Macy tucked Delia’s hair behind her ears and love for her sister filled her heart. So many memories surfaced from Delia’s childhood. Macy, help me. Don’t tell Mom and Dad. Just one small favor. I love you, Macy. And Macy never said no. She would always be there for Delia.

      “Just love her,” Macy said simply.

      Delia squirmed in the bed. “I don’t know how to do that. Macy, please help me.”

      “You know I will. I’ll show you how to take care of her. I’ll show you everything.”

      “I don’t think I can. I just can’t do it.”

      She knew Delia was confused and overwhelmed at the enormous responsibility, not to mention that her hormones were out of whack.

      “They’ll bring the baby in a little while for you to nurse. Once you hold her, you’ll feel completely different.”

      “Nurse?” Delia pushed up in the bed, a look of terror on her face. “No, no. I can’t do that. This baby was an accident and I don’t plan on nursing it.”

      Macy stroked Delia’s arm. “A lot of mothers choose to use formula.”

      Delia squirmed again. “She won’t be like me, will she, Macy? Impulsive, foolish and a little crazy?”

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