The Baby Invasion (Destiny Bay-Baby Dreams) by Conrad Helen

Author:Conrad, Helen [Conrad, Helen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: DoorKnock Publishing
Published: 2013-05-28T21:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN:

Racing Through the Night

Though the babies continued to sleep, lulled by the movement of the van, Cathy’s own children were too excited to close their eyes for the first hour of the trip. They chattered and sang songs and asked questions, until Cathy began looking at Scott covertly, wondering if they were driving him crazy.

If so, there were no obvious signs of it. He even broke into a chorus of “Clementine” now and then and ended up teaching them how to sing “Found a Peanut,” for which Cathy swore she would never forgive him.

“We’re going to have to go down to the desert and then up the back side of the Sierras,” he said. “Tioga’s still closed.”

“Oh no. Won’t that take a lot longer?”

He shrugged. “We’ll see. I don’t think it’ll make that much difference.”

“Will we get to stay in a motel?” Beth asked.

“I don’t know.” Cathy shivered. She didn’t want to think about how much she really didn’t know about what they were getting themselves into.

“How much longer?” Beth asked four times in the next ten minutes.

“Are we there yet?” Barnaby chimed in.

A bit more of that and Cathy herself would be tearing her hair out.

“We’ve got a long way to go,” she told them. “You two should get some sleep.”

“Will we be there when we wake up?”

Cathy shook her head. “No, I’m afraid not.”

“We’ll be at breakfast when you wake up,” Scott interjected. “We ought to make Mammoth at about the right time, and I know someone who runs a restaurant there. How about it, you two? If you go to sleep now and don’t wake up until after dawn, we’ll stop for breakfast at Mammoth Lakes.”

“Breakfast at a real restaurant?” Beth said with awe. “Not a fast-food place?”

Scott nodded. “It’s a real restaurant, all right. With strawberry waffles and crepes and French toast with powdered sugar. Close your eyes and dream about it and when you open them, we’ll be there.”

Something was swelling in Cathy’s chest. She wasn’t sure what it was. Gratitude? Appreciation? Affection? She couldn’t say. But she did know she was so glad Scott was coming along. He was perfect with children. How could he claim not to like them when he seemed to know just what to say, just how to act? It was such a waste!

Funny—Robby Crockett claimed to hate kids and he was actually scary. Scott said he didn’t like kids, but something in the way he dealt with them gave the lie to that statement—didn’t it? Or was that just wishful thinking on her part?

The children began to settle down, though sleep was still going to take some time to achieve. Suddenly Barnaby leaned forward, toward his mother.

“Mommy,” he said in a stage whisper as the dark night flew past, “are we being kidnapped?”

“No!” She looked quickly at Scott, then back at her son. “No, honey. It’s nothing like that.” She laughed softly. “Whatever gave you that idea?”

Barnaby looked at Scott, then whispered again, “He’s not my daddy. Why is he driving?”

Cathy turned and took his face in her hands.

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