heading back to your herd?”
Cecil was on his heels, and Garth barely paused to grab the reins of his mount. “No.” He led the horse to the side of the barn, into the shade, and loosened its girth.
Bridgette tucked the swaddled baby, a girl, beet red and with a healthy set of lungs, into the crook of Emma Sue’s arm. “She’s perfect, just like her momma.”
Emma Sue smiled as she kissed the top of the baby’s head. “She is perfect.” Lifting tear-filled eyes, Emma Sue shook her head. “Thank you, Bridgette. Thank you. Oh, I truly don’t know what else to say. I was so scared when the pains started right after you left. Cecil told me not to be, but I was.”
Grateful all had turned out well, Bridgette refused to focus on what could have been. What might have happened if she hadn’t returned when she had. Dr. Rodgers still hadn’t arrived, so Emma Sue would have been on her own. “Everything would have been fine,” she said, for Emma Sue’s sake. “You did wonderfully, and your daughter is beautiful. What will you name her?”
“I don’t know yet.” Emma Sue kissed the dark curls covering the baby’s head again. “I’ll have to ask Cecil. Can he come in now?”
“In a few minutes,” Bridgette answered. “Let me get everything in order first.”
“Of course. I’m just so excited for him to see her.”
“I’m sure you are.” Whether she liked him or not, Emma Sue loved Cecil, and for that reason alone Bridgette hurried about. Without any windows, the room was dark even with both lamps lit, but having cleaned up after a birth many times, she could complete the tasks with her eyes closed. The adverse effect of that meant she didn’t need to concentrate on what she was doing, which left her mind wide open to wander. And wander it did. Straight back to Garth McCain.
The audacity of that man! Traveling right past her for all these years and never once even attempting to see her. She had half a mind to ride back out to that herd and tell him exactly what she thought of him. That wasn’t possible, at least not until after Dr. Rodgers arrived and confirmed both Emma Sue and the baby were indeed fine. Considering he hadn’t arrived yet, she guessed he was seeing to another patient, therefore, it could be some time before he received the message and made his way out here.
Withholding a sigh, she neared the bed again. “Still doing fine?”
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