Chapter 6: Whispered Future
Dorothy sat at her beautiful desk Cloud Dancing had built her. She watched him outside, but only shortly before putting her head down. Deep breaths helped her prepare to go down so she and her husband could ride into town.
Word had travelled about the two. It only took one to see them leaving the church. Surprisingly, not much fuss was made. Having picnics, taking walks, and spending whole days together was more acceptable, apparently, now that there had been a ceremony. Hank even began keeping his opinions to himself.
Cloud Dancing dropped Dorothy off before heading over to help Daniel at his office. As soon as he was out of sight, Dorothy walked over to the clinic. Michaela and Marjorie were talking outside as she approached. Seeing her friend, Michaela smiled. "Good morning, Dorothy."
Marjorie repeated the greeting, but added, "Are you feeling better? Loren was worried when you left in such a rush the other day."
"I'm fine, but I did want to see your sister about it. Michaela looked at the two women. "Marjorie and I were about to have breakfast. Why don't you join us and then I will examine you?"
Dorothy grabbed her stomach at the thought of food. She swallowed and blushed before whispering, "Michaela, with the cancer- and my age… I know I'm still- able to-but…"
"Marjorie, will you go get Cloud Dancing? I think I saw him going over to Daniel's. Dorothy, you come with me."
Cloud Dancing rushed in when Michaela finally granted him access. He and Dorothy held an entire conversation with their eyes in a matter a seconds. The Cheyenne medicine man strode over to the redhead and dropped to his knees. He put his head against her stomach and quietly said, "Hello, little one."
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Close friends waited for news. The bench outside the clinic had been their home for hours now. Sully watched as his normally calm-willed brother paced back and forth over the planks. Inside, half laughed, but half knew the feelings he was going through right then.
Everyone turned when Michaela opened the clinic's door. She looked at those gathered before smiling at Cloud Dancing. "Go inside."
He took the steps as many at a time as he could to reach his destination faster. When arriving there, he softly pushed the door out of his way. "Dorothy?"
She beamed. "Cloud Dancing."
"You are okay?"
"We both are. Cloud Dancing, I'd like you to meet your son."