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Maria a silent thank you.   Without another thought, she sat down to eat, devouring everything with relish, careful not to soil her new nightgown, a sheer, flowing delight she had purchased for the trip.  When she was done, she went into her adjoining bathroom and washed her hands and brushed her teeth.
    S he returned to the bedroom and looked at the dinner tray. The least she could do was wash the dishes. Maria’s kindness was so thoughtful, Sam didn’t want to give the older woman any extra work.
    S he stepped into her slippers and carried the tray out of her room, along the carpeted corridor, down the stairs. She recalled earlier when she had arrived, Maria had gone through another corridor at the foot of the stairs, and Sam hoped it led to the kitchen.
    It did.
    The kitchen was as everything else was in the house. Big and elaborate, with every mechanical convenience a homemaker could wish for. Sam placed the tray on the counter and was about to turn on the tap when she heard Maria’s voice coming from an adjoining room. The older woman sounded alarmed. Without another thought, Sam followed the sound of Maria’s voice.
    As she got closer, the older woman sounded more and more distressed. Sam opened a door and found her standing with a phone to her ear, her face taut and ashen.
    “What is it?” Sam asked, gently taking her arm.
    Maria turned a pair of stricken eyes on her and without questioning Sam’s sudden appearance, said, “My…my daughter, Nitsa, is pregnant. Something is wrong. She is in pain.  She saw some blood.”
    Sam’s concern mounted. “How far into her pregnancy is she?”
    “ Seven months.”
    “Has the pain been regular?” Maria looked at her with stricken eyes and Sam took her gently by the shoulders. “Maria, please ask her,” she repeated, trying to sound calm.
    The older woman did as she was told and looked back at Sam. “Yes.  Every hour.”
    Sam pursed her lips. “Tell her to call an ambulance.”
    Maria’s eyes widened. “You don’t mean—but she is seven— Themou! She is alone. Her husband is coming back from a fishing trip tomorrow.” The older woman sobbed into her hand. “I have to get Leo …he will know what to do”
    Sam saw the alarm mounting on the woman’s face and made up her mind. “Where is his bedroom?”
    “At end of your hall, on the left.”
    “How quick can we get to your daughter’s house?”
    Maria ’s eyes gathered tears. “She is not far. Five minutes.”
    “Good,” Sam replied firmly. “Tell your daughter we’ll be right there.  I’ll go wake up Leo. Meet us outside in a few minutes.”
    Maria stared back in shock and nodded.
    Sam took her hand and squeezed it gently. “Don’t worry. Everything’s going to be all right. I don’t know how to deliver a baby, but I can make sure your daughter is comfortable until the paramedics get there.”
    “ Efharisto , my dear girl , ” Maria whispered.
    Sam remembered the crash course Toni had given her and how efharisto meant thank you.
    She smiled at Maria and sped back to the front hall. At the foot of the stairs, she gathered her nightgown to her knees and sprinted up the stairs. She raced down the corridor, her heart beating wildly in her chest. Without bothering to knock, she flung open Leo’s door and squinted in the semi-darkness.
    “Leo,” she whispered urgently. “Leo!”
    She spotted his bed to the far right of the room and ran to it. Sam stopped dead in her tracks and found herself standing above his sleeping form.
    Sam couldn’t help , but stare at him. He was bare-chested, the white, silk sheets draped just below his taut abdomen.  An alarming rush of awareness made her catch her breath as she stared at the sparse, dark hair exposed past the edge of the sheet. His muscular chest was tanned and chiselled as it rose and fell steadily. One sinewy arm was flung carelessly above his face, and she glanced in wonder at his mouth, softer and more vulnerable in sleep. Sam had almost