Tuesday evening — 6:35 P.M.
“How are you feeling?”
Delphie poked her head into the room. Sitting in a high backed chair in front of a raging fire, Jacob had been working on his laptop. Sarah, his yellow Labrador, was sleeping in front of the roaring fire in the ornate tile fireplace. Sighing, Jacob set the computer on the marble coffee table in front of him. Delphie came in the sitting room carrying two cups of tea.
“All right,” he said. “The acupuncture helps with the pain but I’m so tired and cold.”
He pointed to the fire.
“The fire light is nice,” Delphie said. “Even in summer.”
“That trainer? Valerie Waters? She had me ride the exercise bike, low speed for twenty minutes. I thought I was going to die.”
“It’s a long way back,” Delphie said.
She gave him the cup of tea.
“Thanks,” he said. “I can only sleep a few hours at a time. But I sleep like forty times a day.”
“What does the doctor say?” Delphie asked.
“Oh.” Jacob took a drink of tea. “I think they’re so used to seeing really sick people. If you’re moderately ill or better at all, you’re a miracle.”
“It is a miracle how well you’ve healed,” Delphie said. “You’re not even wearing your neck brace.”
“Only when I lay down,” he said. “Blane’s acupuncture and herbs are the miracle. Most of my bandages are off. The drains are out.”
Delphie gave a slight nod.
“You seem blue, Delphie,” Jacob said. “Is all this chaos too much? You’ve been caring for all these kids. Are we taking too much from you?”
“The children are a joy,” Delphie said.
“Clients?” Jacob asked.
Delphie shook her head.
“Come on, Delphinium. It’s me. Your Jakey. What’s going on?”
“I miss your mother.”
Delphie sat down in a wing back chair next to him. He held out his left hand which she took. They sat for a moment contemplating the fire.
“When you were… on the other side…” Delphie started then stopped. She turned from the fire to look at him.
“Your mother missed everything. She wanted so badly for you and Jill to get together. She loved Mike so much. She wanted Val and Mike to live their happily ever after. And Katy? She reminds me so much of Celia. She has her light and her temper.”
“Yeah,” Jacob said. “I don’t see it. When I look at her, I see Trevor’s dark eyes on her happy, bright face. The volunteers at the zoo said she looked just like Mom.”
“Maybe that’s it.” Delphie nodded as if she could see what the zoo volunteers meant. “I love Katy, just love her and I only met her a week ago!”
Delphie wiped her eyes. They watched the fire.
“Your mother would have adored that child. All of the pain, all of the work, all of the worry, and she missed the best part.” Tears dropped from Delphie’s eyes. “She should be here. She made all of this happen.”
“You do her a disservice to think she’s still not making this happen,” Jacob said.
“Did you see her?” Delphie asked.
The retelling of Celia’s Puppies, Denver Cereal Volume 2, continues tomorrow…
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