THERE YOU’LL BE
Chapter Six
December 22, 1912
Returning from work, Jack gently
hummed a Christmas tune to himself. Phillip’s nephews and nieces were visiting
so the day was spent singing carols and teaching the little boys how to saw.
Jack had to admit with a smile on
his face, he had actually rather enjoyed the day.
Yes, the kids had been very
excited and noisy . But they were dear children and very polite. It had made
Jack even more anxious to meet his new arrival.
The doctor had estimated Rose
would give birth around the twentieth of January. Giving her less than a month
to her due date. She too was becoming anxious, as well as very uncomfortable.
Jack was forever rubbing her feet and achy back to relieve the pain. Her mood
swings were also very unpredictable as of late. But Jack didn’t mind, she was
entitled to it. She was carrying their baby.
Reaching the front door, the heat
seeped into his body and he smiled widely. He could tell he was home.
“Hello Jack?” Rose’s sweet voice
came from the parlor.
“Yes darling I’m home.” Jack
replied. Checking the oven, he sniffed the air. Apple pie was for dessert.
“Good, the fire needs mending and
you’ll have to serve dinner I’m not feeling well at all.” Rolling her head back
and resting it against the back of the living chair, she closed her eyes and
tried to relax.
The baby was doing nothing but
move around inside of her, like it had for days now.
“Wow, the little one isn’t half
kicking today.” Rose smiled, guiding Jack’s hand to her middle.
Settling beside her on the arm of
the chair, Jack placed an arm around her shoulder and the other on her stomach,
he could feel the tiny kicks coming from his unborn child.
“Maybe she’s just anxious to come
out,” Jack suggested, smiling.
“She?” Rose asked, curiously.
“What makes you think we’re having a girl? Could a girl kick and squirm around
inside me this much?”
Jack laughed and nodded. “Yes,
especially with your fire and spirit. I think we’ll have a girl. Then I’ll be
the luckiest guy in the world to ever have lived. To have two beautiful girls
beside me. One will be my wife tomorrow.”
Jack gently raised his hand from
her shoulder to her cheek and stroked it gently before planting a short sweet
kiss on her lips.