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F R A N C I N E R I V E R S

and biscuits and then sat down to visit. Ruthie wanted to sit in her lap, and

she lifted her up. “When are you going to have a baby?” Ruthie asked, bringing

stinging color into Angel’s cheeks and a soft, mortified gasp from

Elizabeth.

“Ruth Anne Altman, you are never to ask things like that,” her mother

said, taking her from Angel’s lap and setting her firmly on her feet.

“Why not?” Ruth was not the least discomforted and clearly not comprehending

why her mother and Angel were.

“Because it’s very personal business, young lady.”

Ruth looked up at Angel, her eyes wide and surprised. “You mean you

don’t want to have a baby?”

Miriam suppressed a laugh and took her little sister’s hand. “I think we’ll

go out and swing awhile,” she told them.

Elizabeth sat down again and fanned her hot face. “That child just blurts

out whatever she’s thinking,” she said and apologized.

Angel wondered whether to tell her she couldn’t have children and

decided against it.

“I came to ask for your help,” Elizabeth said. “The baby comes in

December, and I’d like you to act as my midwife.”

Angel couldn’t have been more stunned or aghast. “Me? But Elizabeth, I

don’t know the first thing about helping someone have a baby.”

“I know what needs to be done. Miriam wants to help, but I don’t think

a young, impressionable girl like her should be attending a birthing. It might

frighten her needlessly.”

Angel was silent a moment. “I can’t see that I would be any help at all.”

“I’ve been through it before. I’ll be able to tell you what to do. Back

home, I had a midwife, but out here there’s only John, and John simply will

not do.” She smiled slightly. “He can birth a calf or foal, but he’s perfectly

useless when it comes to bringing his own children into the world. He falls

to pieces the minute I show any pain, and, well, I can’t go through the

whole business without some discomfort, now, can I? He fainted when

Miriam was born.”

“He did?” Somehow she couldn’t imagine the stoic John passing out over

anything.

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