Dutch Crocus (Flowers Can Be Fatal) by Revell Clare

Author:Revell, Clare [Revell, Clare]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: christian Fiction
Publisher: Pelican Book Group
Published: 2017-05-14T04:00:00+00:00

December 14th

“Mr. West?”

Adam looked up from where he sat with Aunt Lydia. The two of them had prayed constantly. “Yes?” he asked, getting to his feet as Mr. Sloan crossed over to them.

Jackson stood behind the consultant, his face impassive, giving nothing away.

Mr. Sloan indicated the chair. “Please, sit.”

Adam shook his head, scared to hear the news either way. “Just tell me.”

“Sam’s OK. She’s in recovery. It was touch and go for a while, and we had to do a hysterectomy…”

Adam went cold and numb and his legs gave way. He gripped the chair as he sat.

Mr. Sloan sat beside him. “I repeat she’s OK. She’ll need a transfusion to replace the blood she lost, but she’ll make a full recovery.”

“Can I see her?” he managed past the lump in his throat.

“Give us twenty minutes to get her settled and yes you can. She’ll be on Wren. But if you want to pop up to SCBU, you can go and see the babies.”

Adam looked at him, the words taking a while to sink in. “Babies?”

Mr. Sloan smiled. “One of each. Good weights, both over two pounds.”

Adam leaned back in the seat, his eyes burning. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. See you later.”

Adam buried his head in his hands, his shoulders shaking.

Jackson dropped a hand onto his shoulder. “Congratulations.”

Adam looked up. “Is Sam really all right?”

Jackson nodded. “That stubborn streak of hers turned out to be a good thing. I’ll pop in tomorrow and see how she’s doing. Go see those gorgeous children of yours.”

“Thank you.” Adam took a minute then looked at Aunt Lydia. “Coming to SCBU?” he asked.

She nodded. “We can take pictures to show Sam.”

“I didn’t think…her father—”

“I rang him earlier. Told him not to come until we knew what was happening. Once we’ve seen her I’ll give him another call. Get them to come tomorrow.”

~*~

9 PM

Adam peeped around the curtain. Sam lay on the bed, her eyes closed. He crossed the small space and sat next to the bed. He took his wife’s hand, stroking the back of it with his thumb.

Her eyes opened. “Hi.”

He smiled. “Hi, honey.” He kissed her. “How are you feeling?”

“Sore. I’m sorry I was so horrid to you.”

He hugged her gently. “It’s fine, honey.”

The midwife came over to the bed. “Compared to some of the women, you were an angel. Would you like some pain relief before we put you in the wheelchair?”

“Where am I going?”

Adam grinned. “To see the babies. The twins told me you had to name them. Something about them not liking little peoples anymore.” He held out his phone. “This is twin one, the boy, two pounds six. And this is twin two, his sister, two pounds one.”

“They look like you,” she whispered.

Adam grinned. “They are gorgeous. Let’s get you up to see them and then get you back to bed.”

He transferred her to the chair and began to push.

She reached a hand back to him. “Did they tell you about the hysterectomy?”

He nodded. “Yeah. But the important thing is you’re OK and the babies are OK.

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