The Ghost Files 3.5 by Apryl Baker

Author:Apryl Baker [Baker, Apryl]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC
Published: 2017-06-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Mary knocked on the door promptly at six. She glanced over to her house. Mattie still wasn’t home. She’d gone to visit her father today, and then she said she had to go to the DMV. That was an adventure in and of itself. No one went to the madhouse that was the Charlotte DMV office unless forced into it. Mary would rather go to a dentist than the DMV.

Mrs. Flynn opened the door, looking harried, a sippy cup in one hand. “Oh, thank God. Noah is hungry, and I still have to get into my dress. Can you feed him, please, Mary?”

Mary took the cup from her. “Yes. You go get dressed. Just show me the nursery.”

The nursery was upstairs next to the master bedroom. It was decorated in soft tones of beige and tan, animal stickers on the walls. The crib and changing table were white, and a matching rocking chair sat in one corner. Noah stood in the crib, big tears falling down his baby cheeks as he cried. Mary wanted to just coo at him, he was so cute.

“Hey there, little man,” she said as she approached him. “Do you remember me? I’m Mary.”

His chubby little hands reached for the cup, and Mary laughed, handing it over. It went right to his mouth. It was only then that he looked up at her. Noah’s eyes were bright from crying, but they were curious too. She ruffled his hair, and he leaned into her touch. He was such a beautiful baby with that curly mop of black hair and those sky blue eyes. This kiddo was going to be a heartbreaker when he got older.

“You and I are gonna get along just fine, little man,” she whispered and tweaked his nose. He giggled, causing her to grin. Babies always made her happy. They were so innocent and hadn’t yet learned what it was to hate or to hurt others. They were simply happy to have people love them.

“Thank you, Mary. We’re running so late. Having a baby is taking us some time to adjust to.”

Mary turned around to see Mr. Flynn standing in the doorway. He looked as tired as his wife. Noah must really be keeping them up.

“No worries,” she said. “You should have called, and I would have come over earlier. I wouldn’t have minded. Noah is a sweetheart.”

A look Mary couldn’t identify crossed his face, but she didn’t think he had the same opinion of the baby as she did. Maybe it was just the lack of sleep. Getting used to a baby could take a lot of adjustments.

“He gets very fussy once he goes down,” Mr. Flynn warned her. “He might get up several times.”

“Mrs. Flynn told me.” Mary glanced at Noah, who was happily sucking on his sippy cup. How could anyone not love that little face? “She also said the other sitters had some problems?”

The shuttered look that claimed his expression spoke volumes to Mary. Something had happened, but he was hoping it wouldn’t again.

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