Page 68 of The Ties That Bind
“It’s no wonder you are tired,” he chuckled. “You have ushered another human into the world.”
She sighed in contentment. “Considering how the day started, it couldn’t have ended on a sweeter note, including this call right now.”
His voice was full of warmth when he told her, “I am about to begin my day knowing the people that I love are well.”
“We are,” she answered feeling truly grateful.
As if to contradict her, Anthony began to fuss loudly.
“I don’t know what’s wrong,” Brie told Sir when she couldn’t comfort him. “I just fed him, and his diaper is dry.”
She handed Anthony to Sir, but he had no better luck than she did trying to calm him down.
Hope became upset hearing the baby cry and kept patting Brie, wanting Brie to help her little brother.
“Let me try,” Rytsar stated. The deep tenor of his voice suddenly filled the room with his presence as he sang his mother’s lullaby.
Instantly, Anthony quieted as he stared in the direction of his voice.
Rytsar sang the song several times. Brie looked at Hope and smiled, noticing she was struggling to keep her eyes open. By the time he was finished, both children were fast asleep.
Brie whispered, “Your voice has worked its magic.”
“I can tell you’ve kept your promise,radost moya,” he stated proudly.
“Yes, they hear your voice every night before bed,” she assured him.
“I am pleased.”
The three spoke quietly while the children slept. Sir continued to play with Brie’s hair, and it wasn’t long before her own eyelids grew heavy.
Brie tried to fight it off, but exhaustion overwhelmed her as she listened to the soothing voices of both men.
“Complete,” she murmured.
“What was that?” Sir asked, interrupting his conversation with Rytsar.
She turned her head toward him with a sleepy smile. “It feels complete.”
“Yes, it does, babygirl,” he whispered, kissing her gently.
The next morning, Brie’s parents came to keep Brie company while Sir drove the Lotus home to pick up the family car.
Brie thought nothing of it and enjoyed the time alone with her parents, especially her father. There was a greater ease between them now than existed in years past. Brie had always been good friends with her mother growing up, but her father had held certain expectations of Brie that she never seemed to meet.
His lofty expectations left her feeling like she never measured up and that caused tension between them. But things were starting to change…
Brie wasn’t sure if it was because her father was getting mellower with age, or if he had finally come to accept the path she’d chosen. Regardless, she felt closer to her dad in this moment than she had her entire life.
When it finally came time for her to be discharged, Dr. Glas insisted on personally escorting her out of the hospital. As he pushed the wheelchair toward their car, he said with a lopsided grin, “It has been a pleasure, Mrs. Davis.”
Brie smiled up at him. “I will forever be grateful to you, Dr. Glas.” Glancing at her son wrapped in the blue, knitted blanket, she added, “And I will always remember this delivery with fondness.”
“As will I, Mrs. Davis.”
He then shook Sir’s hand firmly. “If you should need my services in the future, please don’t hesitate to call.”
Sir chuckled. “I’m certain that won’t be necessary but thank you.”
