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for the
first time. I gathered the whole group of Seconders had been looking for
ward to this
event.
So did you do it? Did you actually travel in time? Betty wanted
to know as
we climbed the stairs. Or did you wait seven months in the Nexus.
I shook my head. No. It s only been a day or so in my frame of re
ference
since I left. How have things gone here?
Betty laughed. The gay little sound told me everything was under control
.
We ve had some problems. The government isn t going to give up control that
easily
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and they ve tried to put their own spin on things. But we ve held
on to a position of
power, because the people want to see if you can keep your promise and make
the
gates work without making people vanish.
Russ shot me a startled look. I hadn t had time to mention my promise
s to
him. What? You promised what?
Hey, old buddy, you ve worked miracles already. What s one mor
e? I left
him looking slightly bewildered at the top of the stairs. Betty promised to
show him
around the complex while I had my reunion with Rita. My jubilant mood faded as
I
wondered how long and difficult the seven months had been for her.
When I reached our old suite of rooms, I didn t bother knocking. I knew Rita
had already sensed my presence. Instead, I threw open the door and walke
d in, a
wide grin stretching my face.
Rita sat in a chair near the window, our newborn son cradled in her arms
. If I
had expected her to jump up and fly at me in welcome I would have been
disappointed, but I didn t. I could see she was busy with vitally important
business.
Lee! she cried with delight. Oh, I knew you would succeed.
A second mind intruded itself on my consciousness, a mind that had no
awareness of me. It was totally concentrated on satisfying its hunger. T
o my
surprise, tears came into my eyes. I blinked and tip-toed closer to Rita as if
afraid
that any noise from me would startle our son. He continued to ignore me. He
was
busy nursing at her breast, his tiny little mind concentrating on the task of
bringing
milk from the nipple with the simple determination of the newborn. It was
gratifying
and overwhelming to touch Rita s mind with my own as hers was absorbe
d partly
with our son s Justin s greedy little feasting.
I sat down beside her and cupped her face with my hands, as I drank in t
he
warmth that shone in her dark, beautiful eyes. A deep happiness dwelled there,
almost sensuous in nature as Justin nursed. I smiled as she shared the
sensation of
his small mouth sucking at her nipple with me. As a Seconder, I could
experience
the wonder of nursing through her mind. Hardly able to believe the three of us
were
together at last, I reached out with tentative fingers to touch the baby s
silky dark hair
and his flawless skin. For his part, he continued to ignore me, his total
concentration
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focused on drawing the sweet milk from his mother s breast.
Hi, Justin, I whispered. I m your daddy.
Rita chuckled, her smile warm with affection. He s his daddy s son. The only
thing he s interested in is my nipple.
Not true, I protested. I love every part of you.
Our lips met. I could feel hers tremble with happiness that I was at long last
back with her. I have to confess that my lips trembled, too, even though the
time
apart had been shorter for me. The circumstances made it seem like we
d been
separated for an eternity.
When I was finally able to move my lips from hers I looked down at our s
on
again. He had finished his meal and was drifting off into sleep. His min
d touched
mine briefly as Rita relayed the information that I was his father, but he was
already
half asleep. His mouth slipped off the nipple of Rita s swollen breast and
milk
drooled down his cheek. I watched with fascination as Rita burped him an
d then
eased him down to the layer of soft pillows on the lounger she had ready
for him.
My love, I can t remember when I ve been so happy, I whisp
ered.
Rita laughed gently. You don t have to whisper; he s a good sl
eeper.
That s great, I whispered, unable to help myself as I glanced down at the
sleeping child. The only baby I had been around for any length of time w
as my
cousin Tom and I barely remembered those days. Besides, this was somethi
ng
different. Justin belonged to me to us. I was surprised at the fierce and
protective
love that filled my heart at the sight of his small, defenseless body. How
long has it
been?
He was born two days ago. You timed your arrival pretty close. I was
beginning to get worried.
Can we leave Justin on these pillows? I asked.
Sure. Why not?
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