She took a deep breath and, lifting the baby from the sink, laid her in the towel being held by Jack. She cocked her head in appreciation as Jack took the infant confidently, wrapping her snugly and cuddling her close. "You're pretty good at that," she said. "The nieces," he said, jiggling the baby against his broad chest. "I've held a baby or two. You going to stay on a bit?" he asked. "Well, there are problems with that idea. I have nowhere to stay. That cabin is not only unacceptable for me, it's more unacceptable for this infant. The porch collapsed, remember? And there are no steps to the back door. The only way in is to literally crawl." "There's a room upstairs," Doc said. "If you stay and help out, you'll be paid." Then he looked at her over the rims of his reading glasses and sternly added, "Don't get attached to her. Her mother will turn up and want her back." *
( Robyn Carr )
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