Orb's Year 937
Orb's Year 938
Orb's Year 939
It seemed she had just cleaned one mess, when another was being made!
Blessed Orb, I'm not ready to be pregnant again, Fiona thought sadly.
Farrah patted her sister's shoulder. "Where is Robin?"
Fiona motioned towards the wood shop. "He's in there, trying to get us more money."
"Why don't you go lay down and I'll take care of the kids this afternoon. Get some rest."
Fiona shook her head and refused to meet his eye.
Fiona slowly turned her gaze towards him.
"There we are. Why don't I help you in bed. Rest, love."
Fiona nodded as a tear leaked from her eye. "I thought I wanted another child," she said sadly.
"I know! I did, too. Right now you're just tired. You'll feel better in a little while and you'll get to meet your new son!"
Fiona allowed Robin to tuck her in and then she squeezed her eyes shut tightly.
"Thank you, Farrah. I don't know if I could've done it without you."
Farrah patted her brother-in-law's shoulder. "She's my twin. There's nowhere else I would've been. May I stay awhile?"
Robin nodded numbly and they both sat down in the still of the night to wait.
Orb's Year 940
In the blink of an eye her dream had shattered into a nightmare...
He'd come home to find Curtis wailing for his mother's milk and he'd lost it, yelling at her and accusing her of hurting their child.
Tears filled her eyes and she'd hurried into the room and slammed the door as Robin stomped over to care for the poor baby.
Amber nodded worriedly. "Do you think they'll get rid of us?"
"Pinkie-swear," Amber repeated, grasping his pinkie with her own.
No matter what happened, they'd always have each other...