Trace - Part Two by Deborah Bladon

Author:Deborah Bladon [Bladon, Deborah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Deborah Bladon
Published: 2015-02-19T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

"Was Imogen able to offer you any advice?" Zoe leans back on one of the uncomfortable chairs in the staff lounge. "My back is really starting to hurt. I think the baby is going to be fifteen pounds."

I laugh at the notion of that. "I'm guessing he'll be somewhere in the seven or eight pound range."

She cocks a brow. "I can't wait to meet him. It's not much longer now."

"It'll be soon. Is that why you're at the hospital? Is everything okay with the baby?"

"I'm here to see my best friend." She tosses me a bright smile. "I also had to fill out some paperwork for when I go into labor."

"You should have told me you were coming by." I motion towards my watch. "I would have planned to have a break so we could have something to eat."

"I've already had two breakfasts today." She pats her stomach. "My huge baby has an insatiable appetite."

"Two breakfasts?" I hold up two fingers. "How many lunches are you planning? I have a break in about ninety minutes."

"I can come back for that." She inches forward on the chair. I can tell it's not doing her posture any favors. I'm not pregnant, and I always feel like I've pulled a muscle in my back when I sit in these chairs. Investing in comfort for the staff isn't a priority in this hospital.

"Do you want to meet in the cafeteria at one?" I jump to my feet, extending a hand to help her up. "Lunch is my treat today so bring both your appetites."

"Did Imgoen help you, Van?" She holds my hand tightly as she pulls herself up. "I hope it wasn't too upsetting talking about everything with her."

"I guess she helped." I shrug my shoulders. "She checked out Francesca's will. Apparently I'm a part of that."

"What?" Her hand leaps to her chest. "You're actually in her will?"

"Charlotte is," I clarify. "It really doesn't matter. I'm not pursuing anything to do with that family. Connie is the only one left and the woman made it very clear, that she wants no part of me."

"I don't think it matters what Connie wants." Zoe reaches behind her to pick up her oversized purse. "I think it's important what Francesca wanted."

"She's gone. I've accepted the fact that she's gone."

"She wanted you to have something that belonged to her." Zoe fumbles in her purse for a few seconds before pulling out her smartphone.

"Money?" I shoot back. "I don't want her money."

"Is it money?" She glides her finger over the screen of her phone. "What if there's more? What if your mother left you something that's more valuable than money?"

"What do you mean?"

"My mother showed me her will." She shakes her head as if to ward off the thought of anything happening to her own mom. "When something happens to her, I inherit photos, some of the books she loves to read, the pieces of art that she saved up to buy. Those are the things that matter."

"I would love to have something like that.

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