@teacherchez, Jill, thanks for your comments. Hope you will like the next chapter.

That afternoon, Anne came into his practice, bringing Nan and Walter, with her. Walter was a handsome boy with dark hair and brown eyes. Nan had red locks and grey-green eyes, like her mother.

"These are my children, Walter and Nan," Anne explained.

"Hallo you two," Gilbert crouched down in front of the children. "Nice to meet you. How old are you?" He asked Walter.

"I'm five," Walter answered.

"Wow, then you are almost grown up."

Walter giggled over Gilbert's joke.

"No. I still need to grow more."

"But this young woman will be marrying, soon, right?" Gilbert winked at Nan.

"No," Walter laughed, "Nan is still a baby. And she's scared to speak with strangers."

Nan craned her nose.

Gilbert suppressed a laugh as he saw this. It was the same gesture, he knew from Anne.

"I'm not a baby," protested Nan. "I'm three years old."

Gilbert smiled friendly at her: "You are right, Nan. You are not a baby."

Nan giggled shyly with blushing cheeks.

Quietly, Anne watched the scene.

"What a wonderful father, Gil, would be," came it into Anne's mind.

He was so wholly different from Roy. Roy was really a bad father. He didn't attend to the children. He didn't want to play with them or listen to them.

"Now, I'm going to look after your Mommy's arm. Would you two wait here?" Gilbert asked.

Nan and Walter nodded and sat down on the chairs, while Anne and Gilbert walked into the office.

"How are you?" Gilbert asked while he looked after her arm.

"Fine. It doesn't hurt."

"You must wear the gypsum, for at least four weeks."

"Thank you, Gil." She said quietly.

"For what?" He looked up and into her grey-green eyes. Those pretty eyes. For a short moment he saw the sparkles in her eyes.

Anne's heart beat wildly. His glance, his warm hand on hers, was all making her feelings come alive. Hastily she looked away, to break the magic.

Gilbert's heart beat wildly, too and he tried to find his hold, again.

"Your children are cute."

Anne smiled gently. "They are my life."

When they came back to the kids, Nan and Walter were looking outside the window.

"Mommy," Walter yelled excited. "There was a boy with a very big fish."

"There are great fish in the lake here." Gilbert laughed. "Perhaps, you should try to fetch some, too."

Walter looked at him with his mouth agape. "I can't fish. I've never done it."

"You never went fishing with your Daddy?" Gilbert looked astonished.

"No," Walter answered quietly and Gilbert could hear the disappointment in his voice. "Daddy, doesn't have time for such things."

"Actually, I was going to go fishing next Sunday. Do you want to come with me?"

The little face brightened considerably.

"Gil," Anne touched his arm. "You don't need to do this."

"No, I don't need to, I w-a-n- t to do it." He grinned.

"Have we a date on Sunday, then?" Gilbert asked the boy.

Walter looked to his mother, and she nodded.

"I should be delighted, Dr. Blythe!" Walter answered smiling.

"You can call me Gilbert."

"O, my second name is Gilbert, too." Walter cried gladly.

For a moment, Gilbert was speechless. Anne had gave her son his name? He glanced at her and saw that her cheeks were blushing.

"I want to come, too." Nan nagged.

"We could make it a picnic. What do you think, Anne?" Gilbert asked.

"Who will make a picnic?" Diana asked, as she opened the door. She had a date with Anne to go to the Lawson's.

"We were thinking of going on a picnic on Sunday." Anne explained.

"O, can we come, too. This sounds fun." Diana begged.

Gilbert wished he could do this alone with Anne and the kids. But, of course he didn't say this.