Shem had only been gone for a few hours but I missed him terribly. I missed Elijah Evi, and Asher as well, but it was different with Shem. I had never been without him this long. To keep my mind off of him, Evi, and the boys I started to crush some wheat for bread. Adah had taken Naomi to go pick some herbs from my herb garden and I was currently alone. Naomi was like Evi and very loud and curious. She was pretty much an exact replica of Shem; she had all of his beautiful features except for her eyes, she had my eye shape and color. Her hair was a dark brown like Shem's and it grew very quickly so it was always up in a braid. She had grown very close to Adah and worshiped her the same way Japheth worshiped Shem when he was younger.
I had finished grinding the wheat and once the girls brought the herbs, I mixed them all together, added water, and put it in the furnace to bake.
"What would you girls like to do now?" I asked my daughters.
"Mama, where do babies come from?" Naomi asked me.
"What? I, what?" I stuttered, completely caught off guard.
"Evi said that she heard you and papa making noises last night and that means there will be a new baby soon." Naomi told me, staring at me with her big, innocent brown eyes.
"How did Evi hear us last night?" I asked Adah who was staring at her feet.
"We both went to get some water and you and father were a bit loud. We made sure the others couldn't here you though." She told me, her cheeks red.
"Naomi please go get washed up, I need to speak to your sister." I said to my youngest daughter.
I could tell that she really wanted an answer to her question, but she left without a word. I walked over to a chair Shem had made not too long ago and motioned for Adah to sit in the one next to me. She walked over, her eyes never leaving the ground, and sat down.
"Look at me Adah, you are not in trouble." I told her and she sighed in relief, "I just want to know what you heard exactly."
"Well, we heard a noise that sounded like two things smacking together and we heard grunting and moaning and I wanted to go back to our room but Evi wanted to look closer so she looked into your room and saw you and papa and pulled me into our room and told you that you were making another baby." Adah said frantically.
"Oh Evi!" I yelled angrily.
"Are you mad mama?" Adah asked, tears pouring from her eyes.
"No baby, I am not mad at you. But I am mad at your sister." I told her, "I told Shem that she was too curious."
After our incredibly uncomfortable conversation, I got the bread and Naomi, Adah, and I sat down to a bread and vegetable soup dinner. Once we finished eating, I put Naomi to bed and walked into Adah's room. She was sitting on her mattress, and in her hands was a tiny blanket that I would recognize anywhere; it was a blanket I had made from the torn top I had on when I was attacked so many years ago. It was the first thing that mother ever helped me stitch. I had given it to Adah when she was a baby. She was a lot harder to calm than Evi was so I would give her the blanket to hold while I sang to her.
"Are you and father going to have another child?" she asked me after a few moments.
"I think so Adah." I told her.
"Will I have to have a child soon?" she asked.
"We will see." I replied.
I kissed her forehead and got up. I left Adah to her thoughts and went into my room and lied down on my mattress.
"I miss you Shem." I whispered and closed my eyes.