This chapter was a real breather, with basically just good things happening. Sam and Ellen came for Thanksgiving dinner and behaved themselves. Lois suffered from morning sickness but was okay anyway. Lucy discovered the cuteness of Jimmy. Martha and Clark fixed delectable food. Jon charmed Lucy in the same way that he always charmed Sam and Ellen. No sudden bad news about the baby or the pregnancy was heard.
He closed his eyes and focused on the sound of the baby’s heartbeat. Over the last week and a half it had grown clearer and more distinct—easier to pick out over the din of everyday sounds.
Sounds good in two ways!
I loved this:
“I really think she’s going to be okay,” Lucy replied firmly.
Lois couldn’t help but smile at her eternally optimistic little sister. “How do you know it’s a girl?”
Lucy shrugged. “Wishful thinking,” she admitted.
“You really want a niece?”
“Yeah. Well, that and Lane women are tough. There’s no way my sister’s little girl could be anything but a fighter.”
Lois replied that she only wanted her baby to be okay, whether it is a boy or a girl, and we all agree, of course.
This was just great, too:
Lois stepped out of his embrace reluctantly and followed her younger sister back into the living room.
“You sure there are no more like him?” Lucy asked.
“Yep. Definitely one of a kind,” Lois replied.
Her hands felt warm against his roughly scarred skin. But it was like she didn’t even notice the strange and ugly marks that marred his body. There was no way for him to deny what her touch so clearly conveyed—she loved him. All of him. Even the parts of himself he thought unlovable.
And he loved her just as deeply. Just as completely. “I love you, too,” he replied. The words were inadequate; they could never fully embody the magnitude of his feelings. Which meant he was just going to have to show her how much he loved her, he thought as he framed her face between his hands and kissed her thoroughly.
Wonderful.
And now I guess we are just waiting for what you may unleash on us in chapter 43!
Ann