"Here, why don't you try to rest for a little while, okay?" Elmer
said quietly. He noticed that Lona's eyelids were starting to slip closed
despite her best efforts and he could feel her body starting to sag back
against him a bit more. "Do you want me to get my dad to bring down
something for you to eat?" He had to sternly tell himself not to panic at
the sight of Lona laying there so weak and pale looking. Honestly, she had
just given birth and with the amount of blood that she had lost, how was
she supposed to look?
"Your father?" Louis. Lona suddenly found herself wide awake once more. She hadn't really let herself thing about Elmer's father and how in the world she was going to explain what had happened between them and the baby. She hadn't actually believed what was happening deep down until the moment when Elmer put that little bundle into her arms. She looked down at her daughter, who was gently nuzzling at her breast once more, nursing again. How was she ever going to explain this to Louis? He was her friend and he trusted her. And now look at what she had done. Made love with his son and....
"Lona?" Elmer looked down at her in puzzlement for a moment,
trying to figure out why she looked so funny before realizing that the mention of his dad had been what had sit her off. He shook his head slightly as he thought of it, recalling Lona's previous mentions of his father and her use of him as an excuse not to get involved. "Lona, my dad already knows about the baby. He's held her and everything." Elmer paused for a moment. Maybe he shouldn't have told Lona that. It might upset her that his dad had gotten to hold the baby before her, after all. "Was that okay, that I let him hold the baby? Because if it wasn't...."
Lona nodded even as fears that she thought were faded came back full force. Louis had been such a good friend to her down through the years. Sometimes, it had felt like he was her only friend. She didn't even want to imagine how upset he would have to be at her for this.
"Lona, could I ask why you think my dad's going to be mad at you?"
Elmer asked curiously. "You know, I did have a little something to do with this too."
"Your father's my friend, Elmer, and...." How could she explain things in a way that wouldn't hurt or upset him?
"I know. You would think that would make you feel better about things, not worse. I mean, who would my dad prefer me to get involved with, someone he already knows and likes or some stranger that he might hate? What's the big deal?" Elmer had really never understood Lona's issue with his dad being her friend and how they worked together. It almost made as little sense as her issues with his age. It wasn't like he had been able to pick when he was born, after all.
"Elmer, there are things that friends just don't do and sleeping with your friend's only son...." Oh, there was just no way that she was going to be able to explain things to Elmer without upsetting him.
"It was my dream, you know. If you wanted to, you could blame the entire thing on me." Elmer felt a slight bit of nervousness slipping in.
Was Lona reconsidering letting him tell people about the baby and the fact that he was the father? "Lona?"
Lona looked from Elmer to the baby barely able to keep from crying.
She just wanted to forget all of her worries about the situation, to just let herself be happy in the here and now but....
"Listen, I don't know what I'm going to have to do to you to convince you that I really love you and that things will be okay but I'm going to stick around until you believe that, alright?" Elmer whispered softly as he leaved down and kissed Lona's forehead. He could do this, he knew that he could do this without making Lona mad if he tried. He had almost succeeded before. He just had to move carefully. "Lona, I promise that my dad isn't mad at you. He was just worried about making sure that you were going to be okay. He's really happy about the baby. You don't need to worry about that."
"You're just so young, Elmer. You don't need to be tied down to me and to a child right now. You're...." Lona shook her head as she looked up at him. Didn't he understand? She was trying to do what was best for him. That had been what she had been trying to do all along.
"Don't I get a say in what I need?" Elmer demanded. "Lona, what I need is you and our baby. I love you. Please, won't you just give me a chance?"
"Your father?" Louis. Lona suddenly found herself wide awake once more. She hadn't really let herself thing about Elmer's father and how in the world she was going to explain what had happened between them and the baby. She hadn't actually believed what was happening deep down until the moment when Elmer put that little bundle into her arms. She looked down at her daughter, who was gently nuzzling at her breast once more, nursing again. How was she ever going to explain this to Louis? He was her friend and he trusted her. And now look at what she had done. Made love with his son and....
"Lona?" Elmer looked down at her in puzzlement for a moment,
trying to figure out why she looked so funny before realizing that the mention of his dad had been what had sit her off. He shook his head slightly as he thought of it, recalling Lona's previous mentions of his father and her use of him as an excuse not to get involved. "Lona, my dad already knows about the baby. He's held her and everything." Elmer paused for a moment. Maybe he shouldn't have told Lona that. It might upset her that his dad had gotten to hold the baby before her, after all. "Was that okay, that I let him hold the baby? Because if it wasn't...."
Lona nodded even as fears that she thought were faded came back full force. Louis had been such a good friend to her down through the years. Sometimes, it had felt like he was her only friend. She didn't even want to imagine how upset he would have to be at her for this.
"Lona, could I ask why you think my dad's going to be mad at you?"
Elmer asked curiously. "You know, I did have a little something to do with this too."
"Your father's my friend, Elmer, and...." How could she explain things in a way that wouldn't hurt or upset him?
"I know. You would think that would make you feel better about things, not worse. I mean, who would my dad prefer me to get involved with, someone he already knows and likes or some stranger that he might hate? What's the big deal?" Elmer had really never understood Lona's issue with his dad being her friend and how they worked together. It almost made as little sense as her issues with his age. It wasn't like he had been able to pick when he was born, after all.
"Elmer, there are things that friends just don't do and sleeping with your friend's only son...." Oh, there was just no way that she was going to be able to explain things to Elmer without upsetting him.
"It was my dream, you know. If you wanted to, you could blame the entire thing on me." Elmer felt a slight bit of nervousness slipping in.
Was Lona reconsidering letting him tell people about the baby and the fact that he was the father? "Lona?"
Lona looked from Elmer to the baby barely able to keep from crying.
She just wanted to forget all of her worries about the situation, to just let herself be happy in the here and now but....
"Listen, I don't know what I'm going to have to do to you to convince you that I really love you and that things will be okay but I'm going to stick around until you believe that, alright?" Elmer whispered softly as he leaved down and kissed Lona's forehead. He could do this, he knew that he could do this without making Lona mad if he tried. He had almost succeeded before. He just had to move carefully. "Lona, I promise that my dad isn't mad at you. He was just worried about making sure that you were going to be okay. He's really happy about the baby. You don't need to worry about that."
"You're just so young, Elmer. You don't need to be tied down to me and to a child right now. You're...." Lona shook her head as she looked up at him. Didn't he understand? She was trying to do what was best for him. That had been what she had been trying to do all along.
"Don't I get a say in what I need?" Elmer demanded. "Lona, what I need is you and our baby. I love you. Please, won't you just give me a chance?"