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The boy snatched his hand away and patted her tummy again. "No, my baby," he insisted.
As if sensing a need to intervene, Mei Ling left her bed and started rubbing up against Ricky, who smiled. It was the same endearing smile she'd seen on Jack's lips when he'd stood in the doorway watching her knitting the ridiculous heelless sock. Ricky seemed baffled as to what he should do, with a cat doing figure-eights against him, so he stood with his arms raised, and his head following Mei Ling's to-and-fro movements. Then Mei Ling flopped onto her back with her feet up, and Ricky let out a giggle and sat down beside her.
Grace looked around, wondering where Ricky's parents were, when she heard Flo calling, "Ricky? Where are you?" before entering the room.
Ricky removed his hand from Mei Ling and waited for Flo to come to him.
Flo looked down at Mei Ling, who immediately rolled onto her feet and went to do her figure-eight thing between Flo's legs.
"I'm sorry," Grace said. "Mei Ling slipped out of my room when the men came with the wheelchair. I'll take her back."
She started to rise, but Flo put her hand on her shoulder. "You're not supposed to walk," she said. "I'll figure out a way to get her back." She went to the kitchen and came back with a broom.
"No, please," Grace said, horrified that the woman would take a broom to Mei Ling. "She's pregnant and mustn't be traumatized."
Flo stared at Grace as if she were mad. "Well, she can't be loose in the lodge. I'll call Jack." She rushed through the front door of the lodge, and a moment later, Grace heard the rapid gongs of a big brass bell outside the door. "Jack can deal with this," she said, on returning to the room. She looked at Ricky, who was rubbing Mei Ling's tummy. "I guess he's okay until Jack comes."
"Where is Susan?" Grace asked.
"Sam took her to the doctor," Flo replied. "She was crying and carrying on again this morning, and Sam wants the doctor to give her something to calm her down. This baby mix-up is a mess. but I guess I don't have to tell you that, with you carrying Jack's baby and not even knowing him. It must be pretty upsetting."
Grace put her hands on her belly. "It was at first," she said, "but I'm slowly adjusting. Jack's an interesting man. and he's happy about having a son."
"There's no question about that," Flo replied. "It'll be good for him, having a boy around. He's a lonely man." She gripped the broom and turned away. "Yell if Ricky's any trouble," she said, her words trailing off as she headed towards the kitchen.
Grace pondered Flo's words. Why was Jack lonely? He was handsome, eligible, well-off. And caring. Finding a wife should not be a problem. But he showed no sign of wanting to fill his loneliness with anything but a son.
She glanced at Ricky, who was giggling as Mei Ling turned round and round in circles in preparation for lying down. While Ricky sat petting Mei Ling, Grace motored to one of the front windows. Outside was a sitting area with rustic lawn chairs and a couple of wooden tables, all covered in snow. A double-wide wooden swing, also covered in snow, hung by chains from an oak tree, and an assortment of bird and squirrel feeders, filled with seed, were arranged near the sitting area. But in the distance beyond the stable, she saw Jack galloping toward the lodge at what looked to be a full run. Moments later, he brought the horse to an abrupt halt and dismounted, dropping the reins to the ground. The horse stayed put while Jack rushed toward the lodge and burst through the front door.
"Flo! What's the problem?" he called out in a frantic voice. Then he caught sight of Grace in the wheelchair. He looked at her, baffled. "You okay?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Flo rang the bell."
Grace couldn't help noticing Jack's chaps. With the leather side panels covering his hips, and the leg leathers snapped around the top of his thighs, and a leather strap cinched low on his belly, all that showed of his jeans was his crotch, which was
The boy snatched his hand away and patted her tummy again. "No, my baby," he insisted.
As if sensing a need to intervene, Mei Ling left her bed and started rubbing up against Ricky, who smiled. It was the same endearing smile she'd seen on Jack's lips when he'd stood in the doorway watching her knitting the ridiculous heelless sock. Ricky seemed baffled as to what he should do, with a cat doing figure-eights against him, so he stood with his arms raised, and his head following Mei Ling's to-and-fro movements. Then Mei Ling flopped onto her back with her feet up, and Ricky let out a giggle and sat down beside her.
Grace looked around, wondering where Ricky's parents were, when she heard Flo calling, "Ricky? Where are you?" before entering the room.
Ricky removed his hand from Mei Ling and waited for Flo to come to him.
Flo looked down at Mei Ling, who immediately rolled onto her feet and went to do her figure-eight thing between Flo's legs.
"I'm sorry," Grace said. "Mei Ling slipped out of my room when the men came with the wheelchair. I'll take her back."
She started to rise, but Flo put her hand on her shoulder. "You're not supposed to walk," she said. "I'll figure out a way to get her back." She went to the kitchen and came back with a broom.
"No, please," Grace said, horrified that the woman would take a broom to Mei Ling. "She's pregnant and mustn't be traumatized."
Flo stared at Grace as if she were mad. "Well, she can't be loose in the lodge. I'll call Jack." She rushed through the front door of the lodge, and a moment later, Grace heard the rapid gongs of a big brass bell outside the door. "Jack can deal with this," she said, on returning to the room. She looked at Ricky, who was rubbing Mei Ling's tummy. "I guess he's okay until Jack comes."
"Where is Susan?" Grace asked.
"Sam took her to the doctor," Flo replied. "She was crying and carrying on again this morning, and Sam wants the doctor to give her something to calm her down. This baby mix-up is a mess. but I guess I don't have to tell you that, with you carrying Jack's baby and not even knowing him. It must be pretty upsetting."
Grace put her hands on her belly. "It was at first," she said, "but I'm slowly adjusting. Jack's an interesting man. and he's happy about having a son."
"There's no question about that," Flo replied. "It'll be good for him, having a boy around. He's a lonely man." She gripped the broom and turned away. "Yell if Ricky's any trouble," she said, her words trailing off as she headed towards the kitchen.
Grace pondered Flo's words. Why was Jack lonely? He was handsome, eligible, well-off. And caring. Finding a wife should not be a problem. But he showed no sign of wanting to fill his loneliness with anything but a son.
She glanced at Ricky, who was giggling as Mei Ling turned round and round in circles in preparation for lying down. While Ricky sat petting Mei Ling, Grace motored to one of the front windows. Outside was a sitting area with rustic lawn chairs and a couple of wooden tables, all covered in snow. A double-wide wooden swing, also covered in snow, hung by chains from an oak tree, and an assortment of bird and squirrel feeders, filled with seed, were arranged near the sitting area. But in the distance beyond the stable, she saw Jack galloping toward the lodge at what looked to be a full run. Moments later, he brought the horse to an abrupt halt and dismounted, dropping the reins to the ground. The horse stayed put while Jack rushed toward the lodge and burst through the front door.
"Flo! What's the problem?" he called out in a frantic voice. Then he caught sight of Grace in the wheelchair. He looked at her, baffled. "You okay?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Flo rang the bell."
Grace couldn't help noticing Jack's chaps. With the leather side panels covering his hips, and the leg leathers snapped around the top of his thighs, and a leather strap cinched low on his belly, all that showed of his jeans was his crotch, which was
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