Who Brings Forth the Wind by Lori Wick

Author:Lori Wick
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780736913232
Publisher: Harvest House Publishers, Inc.

“Andrew Tanner Richardson, what are you doing?” Stacy asked her son two mornings later.

“Sliding. Aunty Lucinda said I could.”

Stacy turned unbelieving eyes to her aunt, who was standing nearby. “Did you really give him permission to slide down the banister?”

“Yes,” Lucinda answered meekly and then hurried on excitedly. “It really is all right. There aren’t many things for Drew to play with here, and I really don’t mind.”

“Lucinda.” Stacy’s voice had turned patient. “The buttons on some of his trousers will scratch the handrail.”

Lucinda shrugged helplessly, looking much like a child caught in the act. “I want him to have fun, Stacy, and that’s difficult in a houseful of adults.”

“He has never known anything but a houseful of adults,” Stacy reminded her aunt, and stared at her until she nodded. She then turned to Drew.

“You may slide down the banister. But,” Stacy added when his face lit and he started toward the stairs, “an adult must be with you, and you must be wearing the right pants.”

“Are these?” Drew shoved his stomach out until it seemed he would topple. Stacy hid a smile.

“Yes.”

The word was no more out of Stacy’s mouth when Drew went charging for the top of the stairs. Both she and Lucinda watched as he slid down the banister, giggling all the while. He was allowed to slide four more times, and then it was time for breakfast.

Roddy, Lucinda, Stacy, and Drew all ate together in the small dining room. The day before, their first real day at Brentwood, had been very low-key with meals taken in their rooms. This was the first meal where Drew had eaten with his elders. Roddy and Lucinda were so fascinated by Drew’s manners and eating habits that they barely talked to Stacy.

It was at this time that Stacy realized they would never have grandchildren; Drew was as close as they would ever come. She suddenly saw her son through their eyes. He was immeasurably precious to her, but in the eyes of a “grandmother,” he was a treasure without equal. A treasure who could slide down the banister and even scratch it, play in her expensive jewels, or eat chocolates for breakfast. A treasure who never really did anything wrong, at least not intentionally.

“Aunty Lucinda.”

“Yes, my darling.”

“I don’t like red grapes.”

Stacy was proud of the way Lucinda opened her mouth, closed it, and looked to her without answering.

“I want you to eat your grapes, Drew,” his mother intervened.

“I like green grapes,” he told her.

The table was silent as Stacy reached for Drew’s plate and swiftly cut some of his grapes in half.

“See. They’re a little green inside. Now try one and if you still don’t like them, you only need to eat the grapes I’ve cut in half.”

Drew did as he was told and ended up eating them all. Lucinda was finishing her coffee when the little boy wanted to get down, so she gently washed his hands, making a great game of it, and took him away to see the garden.

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