there was unmistakable smell coming from paige , the milky odor of giving birth ." what made you decise your children should come before your career ?" not an iota of doubt cloded paige's serenity ." simple , when jackson was a baby , he cried at night and i was the only person who coould shut him up . he needeed me , and only me ."
nathan was already home when i returned and was reading to the twins , who were tucked up beside him . number 7 was warm and hushed . eve had put a stew into the oven ; nathna , felix , and lucas presented a tangled , contented tableau , and i halted in the doorway to savor the moment , to allow the color and shapes to flow over me .
i inspected the boys , damp . soap smelling , and pretty tousled " lucas have you put on your cream ?"
lucas ha a rash , but resisted every attemp to make it better . from beneath his father's arm . he shook his head . i fetched the tube ." come on , lucas " reluctantly , he titled his head , and i dabbed cream on the red patches by his ears . beneath my fingers , his skin was both dry and soft , softer than anything else i had known .
nathan rubbled his knee ." that's sore ." he spoke lightly .
" falling apart ."
"poor you ." i sat on the bed and buttoned up felix's pajamas and smoothed his hair ." maybe you need some excercise ."
"too tired for that ."
i glanced up as a spasm darkened nathan 's expression and knew what my husband was thinking . if i had been rose . i would have gone upstairs , searched out embrocation , and insisted on rubbing it into nathna 's stiffening muscles .
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