Lucas and Gail Johnson live the idyllic life on their ranch near the small town of Stony Creek, Texas. The one thing they want but don’t have is a child created from their love. Will an unidentified body pulled from nearby Possum Creek and a single night of indiscretion shatter their dreams of happily ever after?
Friday morning she sat in Doc Smith’s office waiting her turn to see him. The last couple of days she hadn’t been sick in the mornings but had a case of the yucks all day long. It wasn’t bad enough to put her to bed but it was aggravating.
The door to the examination area opened and Susie called, “Gail, the doctor is ready for you.”
Susie took her blood pressure, her temperature, and clucked like a mother hen when she noted Gail’s weight loss of seven pounds. She led her into an examination room and, as Gail listed her symptoms, wrote them on her chart. Susie opened a drawer and pulled out a folded, paper gown. “Here, better get undressed and put on this lovely gown. I think Doc will want to give you a full examination.”
Gail must have looked concerned because Susie patted her hand and said, “Now don’t be looking worried. This is general procedure with this list of symptoms and all Doc’s patients have lived so far.”
A few minutes later, Doc came into the room. He chatted for a minute to put her at ease and expressed sympathy for the loss of her father.
“Now, let me see, you’ve lost weight, been vomiting some, tired, and generally feel sick to your stomach.”
His bushy eyebrows twitched. “Hmmm. Do you have to pee a lot? Are your breasts tender?”
Gail nodded at both questions.
“I think we better do a pelvic exam.”
He flipped a switch and Susie came into the room. When he finished, he helped Gail sit up.
“I’d say, in between seven and eight months, you and Lucas are going to be the proud parents of a little Johnson. Congratulations, Gail.”
Gail’s heart lodged in her throat. “I’m pregnant? I’m really pregnant?” Her chin trembled.
Doc’s brows drew together. “Aren’t you happy?”
She covered her face with her hands. “Oh, my God!” To her mortification, she started blubbering like a baby.
He folded her in his arms. “Now, now, it’s just all those hormones doing strange things to your emotions.” He patted her back and nodded for Susie to leave the room. “Gail, you can talk to me. What’s going through your head? I thought you and Lucas wanted a baby.”
“We...we do. But...but I’ve done something terrible.” She drew back and wiped her eyes with the tissue Doc handed her. “I can’t talk about it right now.”
He studied her for a minute, and then nodded. “Susie will give you a book on prenatal care and I’ll give you some prenatal vitamins. You do need to find an OB/GYN as I’m out of the baby delivering business.”
All she could do was nod.
“I’m here if you ever need to talk.”
On the trip home, a thousand thoughts ran through her mind. A baby. She was pregnant, but the child wasn’t Lucas’s.