âIâd like to have seen that.â
âItâs hard to believe heâs a doctor.â
âI donât think anyone was more surprised than Brady.â
âItâs odd heâs never marriedâ¦â She frowned. âOr anything.â
âI wonât touch âanything,â but heâs never married. There are a number of women in town whoâve developed chronic medical problems since heâs come back.â
âIâll bet,â Vanessa muttered.
âAnyway, my fatherâs in heaven. Have you had a chance to see him yet?â
âNo, I wanted to see you first.â She took Joanieâs hands again. âIâm so sorry about your mother. I didnât know until yesterday.â
âIt was a rough couple of years. Dad was so lost. I guess we all were.â Her fingers tightened, taking comfort and giving it. âI know you lost your father. I understand how hard it must have been for you.â
âHe hadnât been well for a long time. I didnât know how serious it was until, wellâ¦until it was almost over.â She rubbed a hand over her stomach as it spasmed. âIt helped to finish out the engagements. That would have been important to him.â
âI know.â She was starting to speak again when the intercom on the table crackled. There was a whimper, a gurgle, followed by a stream of infant jabbering. âSheâs up and ready to roll.â Joanie rose quickly. âIâll just be a minute.â
Alone, Vanessa stood and began to wander the room. It was filled with so many little, comforting things. Books on agriculture and child-rearing, wedding pictures and baby pictures. There was an old porcelain vase she remembered seeing in the Tucker household as a child. Through the window she could see the barn, and the cows drowsing in the midday sun.
Like something out of a book, she thought. Her own faded wish book.
âVan?â
She turned to see Joanie in the doorway, a round, dark-haired baby on her hip. The baby swung her feet, setting off the bells tied to her shoelaces.
âOh, Joanie. Sheâs gorgeous.â
âYeah.â Joanie kissed Laraâs head. âShe is. Would you like to hold her?â
âAre you kidding?â Van came across the room to take the baby. After a long suspicious look, Lara smiled and began to kick her feet again. âArenât you pretty?â Van murmured. Unable to resist, she lifted the baby over her head and turned in a circle while Lara giggled. âArenât you just wonderful?â
âShe likes you, too.â Joanie gave a satisfied nod. âI kept telling her sheâd meet her godmother sooner or later.â
âHer godmother?â Confused, Vanessa settled the baby on her hip again.
âSure.â Joanie smoothed Laraâs hair. âI sent you a note right after she was born. I knew you couldnât make it back for the christening, so we had a proxy. But I wanted you and Brady to be her godparents.â Joanie frowned at Vanessaâs blank look. âYou got the note, didnât you?â
âNo.â Vanessa rested her cheek against Laraâs. âNo, I didnât. I had no idea you were even married until my mother told me yesterday.â
âBut the wedding invitationââ Joanie shrugged. âI guess it could have gotten lost. You were always traveling around so much.â
âYes.â She smiled again while Lara tugged at her hair. âIf Iâd known⦠Iâd have found a way to be here if Iâd known.â
âYouâre here now.â
âYes.â Vanessa nuzzled Laraâs neck. âIâm here now. Oh, God, I envy you, Joanie.â
âMe?â
âThis beautiful child, this place, the look in your eyes when you talk about Jack. I feel like Iâve spent twelve years in a daze, while youâve made a family and a home and a