Outback Future (A Woman Down Under, #7) by K'Anne Meinel

Author:K'Anne Meinel
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Western, Australia, Historical, Romance, Lesbian
Publisher: Shadoe Publishing
Published: 2022-09-22T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Mel was elbow deep in a ewe when Bonnie came running through the rain to find her. The chit didn’t have proper rain gear on and was soaked through her dress, her hair plastered to her head. “Mr. Lawrence! Mr. Lawrence!” she gasped, holding a stitch in her side because she had run all the way from the house. “Mrs. Lawrence is in labor,” she got out before turning aside and throwing up her lunch.

“What?” Mel said as she finally caught the elusive lamb’s leg she had been trying to grasp in the ewe’s uterus. She straightened that out, and the ewe, sensing that she could push now, gave a mighty heave. By the time Mel stopped wincing from the tightening of the bands of flesh on her hand, the lamb was following her hand out of the passage. Mel hastily stood up. “You, come over here and see to this ewe for me,” she called to one of the men who had just finished up with a ewe of his own. “My missus is lambing,” she joked as she hastily washed up in a bucket she had there for that purpose, and then she followed Bonnie who had ran back to the house as soon as she was sure Mel had heard the news.

Mel was only a couple of minutes behind the servant, continuing to wash her hands in the rain that was running off her raingear. She brushed them time and again against the rubbers, getting the last of the muck and gunk of the sheep off them before plunging them in a rain barrel at the corner of the house to thoroughly clean them one last time and going into the house. She called out to Alinta and ran up the stairs, nearly slipping on them with her long rain gear, the water dripping all over the floor not bothering her in the least. Calling for her wife again, she stopped short of her room when she saw Abigail with muck and blood all down the front of her fine London-made dresses. Speaking briefly with her, she continued into her bedroom, pulling off her hat and slicker and dropping them by the bathroom door. She went to sit on the edge of the bed and stared horrified at the mess covering the mattress. She could see more blood and fluids all over the material. The sheets and the mattress were all ruined. Her feet avoided the pile of rags, towels, and muck on the floor.

“What happened?” she whispered, staring in disbelief at Alinta, who looked pale to the point of gray, and instantly worried her wife was dying. Her eyes were drawn to a tightly wrapped package on the bed next to Alinta.

“Mel?” The voice that came from her ashen face sounded nothing like Alinta.

Mel worried that she was dying. Women died in childbirth all the time.

“We have son? Good baby?”

“He’s here, Alinta, right next to you. Can’t you feel him?” Mel asked, even more concerned. She watched him, his lips moving as though he were trying to suck.

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