Bernardâs snoringâs getting out of hand and, frankly, Jonas Lunn doesnât look bad in comparison.â
âIn comparison to a moth-eaten mongrel who does nothing but sleep and whose only party trick is to trip people over when they least expect it? Wow, thatâs saying something.â Lori watched as Emâs deft fingers gently massaged Robbyâs legs. âRobbyâs doing really well.â
âHe is.â Em smiled down at baby Robby, who smiled just as happily up at her. Even when she hurt him he smiled at her, she thought, and her heart twisted again. Damn. Robby and now Jonas were twisting their way into her heart. Bernard was facing some pretty stiff competition these days.
âRobbyâll have two brothers and a sister as of tomorrow,â Lori told her, and watched her face change.
âYou mean Annaâs kids are coming here while she has the operation?â
âYep. Anna and Jonas were here two hours back, collecting the kids but organising a longer-term stay for them. Apparently the surgeon wants to operate as soon as possible and, now sheâs made up her mind, Anna canât see any reason for putting it off. So itâs tomorrow. In fact, I think she would have liked to get it over with this afternoon.â
âI donât blame her.â Em nodded as she thought it through. âSo Jonas is dumping the kids on you.â
âThatâs hardly fair,â Lori said mildly. âHeâll be back and forth, visiting Anna, heâs offered to work for youâwhich I think is a really good ideaâand heâs hopeless with kids. He hardly knows them.â She shrugged. âAnd weâre lucky. For once, the homes arenât full. Kate and Annaâthe twins whoâve been with me while their parentssorted themselves outâleft me yesterday, no oneâs been sent down from Sydney and Robby is all I have left.â
Then, as Em finished Robbyâs dressing, Lori scooped the baby up and hugged him tight. âThat leaves just me and Robby tonight, doesnât it, scamp?â
But not quite. Robby pursed his lips and his little mouth puckered. He held himself rigid against Lori, twisted his tiny body and held out his arms to Em. It was absolutely transparent where his affections lay.
Damn.
Lori handed him over, but her pucker of concern remained. âHeâs still attached to you, Em.â
âMaybe itâd be best if I didnât see him any more,â Em said, but her heart flinched at the thought. She had to harden it. Long-term commitment to a baby wasnât an option. âNow Jonas will be here every dayâat least I assume heâll be here, checking on his niece and nephewsâhe could do the dressing changes.â
âWhich leaves Robby with no one.â
âIt leaves him with you. He has to reattach some time, and it mustnât be to me.â
âI donât know to who, then,â Lori said. âItâs a disaster if he attaches long-term to me. Iâm just an interim home mother. I must get his aunt to agree to long-term foster care.â
âShe still wonât?â
âNo. She has the attitude that the town will think sheâs uncaringâthat itâs a betrayal of her sister to put Robby into foster-care.â
âSo sheâll leave him in an orphanage instead!â
âWhen in doubt, do nothing,â Lori said, and there was a trace of weariness in her voice which Em caught.
âMaybe we could have Jonas talk to her,â she suggested. âHe can charm blood out of a stone, that one.â
âHe can at that.â Lori looked at her friend, and her attention focused. âAre you sure youâre not interested in him?â
âIâm not interested in him.â
âYou knowâ¦â Lori looked her up and down, noting how tightly her hands were holding the little boy in her arms, and noting also the signs of strain
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