Return to Love
Chapter 21
Like it or lump it!
It was late Friday afternoon when Rory rang John to say,Sue would except the flat has part of the divorce settlement.
He was at home that day,because after everything that had happened. Daisy had the chicken pox!
"Nearly bit my hand off,mate"
Rory telling him. "Think this is what she was after in the first place?"
"Knowing Sue,Yes" John said.
"How soon can you get the paper work sorted?"
"Take about six weeks from the nisi to when you can apply for the absolute,you must know all this John. Sorry no mates rates"
"Yes,I know"
He rubbed a hand over his face. John knew his friend would say,it. He would have done himself. Maybe from the other side,expected,some sort of miracle. Though logic dictates.
" Long as she leaves us alone,I can put up with that"_
"I will send the paper work this weekend,long as you send the monthly maintenance she should" Rory said dryly.
" There's a clause that if she marries again it stops,or goes back to work?"
John asked.
"Oh Yes,done that!"
Rory countered.
"Not happy about letting the flat go,but that's the way you want it?"
"I do"_
"We were to invite you all down this weekend,Amy wanted to meet Clara and Daisy.
The chicken pox put pay to that. We can put it off for a couple of weeks okay?"
"That will be great"
"John?"_
Rory heard a little voice.
"Where are you? John?"
"Got to go,Daisy's awake,ring you Monday,should have the papers by then. Love to Amy. Coming Daisy!"
"John Smith,Super Mum!"
Rory said laughing.
"Very funny_Mate! Bye"
John put down the phone,with a grin.
He went into the lounge.
The spots had come out she was feeling itchy so John had covered her in Calmaine.
Daisy looked,white,spotty and very sorry for herself.
He was also being given the runaround,but secretly wouldn't have it any other way.
"Want a drink!"
Daisy sulked,when she saw him.
"What's the magic word?"
John stood against the door frame with his arms folded.
"Please" She countered.
"That's better" Walking towards the kitchen to get it.
Turning back.
"Don't scratch Daisy! You'll make the spots bleed!"
"What time will Mummy be back from work?"
Daisy said as he came back in with a jug of Orange squash.
"I'm bored!"_
"About half an hour"
John looking at his watch. Has he poured and handed Daisy the glass.
"How about you read your book,or watch the cartoons?"
Putting the television on.
"Want to play outside" You said we could go to the park" Sulking more.
" I said in a few days time,Daisy. Your still infectious,don't want the other children to get it,do you? Look Grandads coming to see you tomorrow,that'll be good won't it?"
"What if he gets it,the chicken pox?"
"He won't" said John.
"Had it like Mummy and me. Now,I'm going to put the casserole in.
Mummy will be hungry when she gets back from work,and want her tea"
"Okay" Daisy decided. "I will watch cartoons then"
"Good girl,call me if you want anything"
He escaped to the kitchen.
"Blimey!"
John thought_
'A session in court is easier than this!'
Making a quick coffee put the casserole in the oven,turned the washing machine on. Clara came though the door then.
"Hello,you" Arms round,kissing him.
"I missed you today"
"I missed you too" Kissing her back.
" John" Pulling away to touch his face.
"You are sure about staying home? Daisy can be very fractious when she's sick"
"Don't I know it" Sighed. Shaking,his head
"You do mind!" She said.
"Clara" John laughing.
"I'm joking" Kissing her on the forehead.
"You're very easy to tease. I'm enjoying it really,the only thing I miss is going to work with you every day"
"Mummy!" Voice from the lounge.
"Are you home? I'm itchy!"
" Oh,yes,the spots are out more since you went to work this morning,I've covered her in calamine though,she might be a bit _er white"
He said.
"Don't laugh okay"
He kissed her,saying.
"Go into your daughter, I'll get you a coffee"
Clara went into the lounge,Daisy was on the sofa where John had left her watching the television.
"Hello,sweetie,are you feeling any better?"
Clara sitting on the end. Touched her daughter's face.
"Yes,but Mummy,I'm so itchy and John won't let me scratch the spots"
Pouted at John who had come from the kitchen with a coffee for Clara.
"Don't you dare!" He said.
Handing Clara the cup.
"You'll make them sore and bleed...We can put some more of this on"
Putting calemine on cotton wool to dab on.
"I'm all white, Mummy"
She moaned to clara,looking at her arms where John was dabbling with the cotton wool.
"So I see_"
Clara said trying not to smile,Daisy's face was white as well.
"Look what Auntie Mary sent you"
She produced a white paper bag with some sticks of peppermint in.
"You can have one now as long as you clean your teeth well later"
"Okay Mummy" she said.
"Do I get one?" Asked John.
"Long as you do too" Clara marvelling at the silence,the two with peppermint sticks in their mouths.
Until John took his out,stuck a tongue out at her,Daisy giggled.
Clara shook her head. Getting up.
" Try to behave,the pair of you,I'm going to have a bath. When's tea ready?"
"In half an hour" John replied.
"Chicken casserole alright?"
"Lovely_ "
She kissed him on the way out.
"You taste of peppermint"
Clara went and turned on the water so it would run while she got undressed.
Stripping off the skirt and blouse that was her uniform for work.
Has she settled into the scented water,thinking how much her life had changed in the last two weeks.
Though Daisy had chicken pox. Lots of nice things had happened,thanks to John.
Soon as his divorce was finalised,they were to be married.
If someone had said she would meet and marry the love of her life in such a short time,she would have laughed at them.
Tomorrow was Saturday,and her Dad was coming to visit. They were going over to the hotel to have a look at the top floor to see about turning it in to accommodation for the three of them.
There was something, Pushing it too the back of her mind,because she wasn't sure..Yes,life was good at the moment...
"Clara,tea's on the table!" John knocked on the door.
"Coming!"
She quickly got out,dried herself and put her dressing gown on.
Tying her hair back,she went and sat at the table.
"I'm starving,only had a quick sandwich at lunch."
She ate one plate full quickly and then said to John.
"Is there anymore?"
"Sure,there's plenty. Slow down Clara!"
John was only half way through his and Daisy only ate a little,due to the chicken pox taking away her appetite.
"Is it good as yours?"
"Mm_ better._Shall I wash up?" Clara started to stack the plates.
"No, I'll do them" John stopping her.
"You've been working all day. Cuddle up on the sofa with Daisy before she goes to bed,be in soon Go on" John nodded to the door.
He kissed her.
Clara followed Daisy into the lounge.
"Mummy" she yawned. Sat on the sofa.
"Can I go to bed please? I'm so tired"_
"Course,you can sweetie,are you okay?" Feeling her forehead .
Daisy didn't seem warm or anything like she had been last week,It must be with the spots coming out. She would be better in the morning.
John came in then looking puzzled at them.
"Daisy wants to go to bed" she said.
"Do you want me to take her?"
" If you like"
Kissed Daisy,sat back down on the sofa,she suddenly felt very tired herself. If anything a little queasy too.
Serve her right for being a pig! Seemed to be starving hungry one minute,feeling sick the next.
She had vomited this morning.
John was in the other room,and as it passed,she hadn't said anything.
Maybe she was sickening for something as well. The last time she had felt like this was with Daisy.
It had only been two weeks Thinking about it. Surely not?_
When John came back in,the sick feeling had passed somewhat.
"She was out like a light,didn't even want a story tonight"
He walked up to Clara.
"Do you want a cuddle? How about an early night"
"Don't really feel like that tonight"
Leaning against him.
"Feel tired myself,it's been a long day"
She yawned_
_"Sorry!"
" That's alright,sweetheart,your Dad's coming tomorrow,so an early night will do you good,You go,I'll come later"
He kissed her_
At three in the morning,John woke to the sound of Clara being sick in the bathroom.
He knocked on the door_
"Clara,sweetheart are you okay?"
He heard the toilet flush and the sound of running water.
The door opened she came out as white as a sheet and sat on the bed..
Hugging her stomach,looked over at him.
" John... I think I might be pregnant!
"WHAT?!"
John's eyes widened in shock_
A/N
So Clara might be pregnant should be okay because Her and John have had the chicken pox and Daisy is nearly over it.
Think John will be pleased about this once he gets over the shook. Carry on reading and review.
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