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Date Posted: 20:25:44 04/04/01 Wed
In reply to:
Kate
's message, "Things My Mother Taught Me" on 09:29:32 04/03/01 Tue
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If you can, help.
Thank goodness it's Wednesday, Milla thought, as they walked across the patio of the Lucia.
It was deserted. On a Friday, the area would have been thick with guests, all of whom she would have shocked in her current state of filth. Milla yawned again and hugged Dulcie hello.
"Here she is, bella bambina," Dulcie crooned, crushing her close. "My prayers to St. Jude and St. Christopher finally are answered. We've been missing you so, Milla. Naughty child, to run away like that."
"Is Mami here?"
"They've gone to the hospital. Mrs. Sanderson is having her baby," Dulcie said, smiling and brushing Milla's hair out of her eyes. "I'm waiting to hear from Mr. Sanderson or your father. They just left about an hour ago."
"Oh. I better go --" Milla started for the door, but David stopped her.
"Why don't you take a quick shower first," he suggested. "I'll call the hospital and see what's going on. We may need to stay here if Sam is able to get a flight in tonight. Someone will need to pick him up from the train station."
"All right." Milla disappeared into the family quarters.
The phone rang. David picked it up. "Hotel Lucia."
A pause. Then, a woman's voice said, "I'm looking for ... that is, I understand Sara Sanderson has gone into the hospital to deliver her baby?"
"That's right. Who's speaking?"
"This is her mother-in-law, Elena Sanderson. Do you have the number of the hospital? I need to call Sara's mother and tell her it's time. She's too far away to come, but she'll want to send flowers, so if it's not too much trouble --"
"I have the address and phone number right here." David rattled it off, then said, "Are you coming down? Because I'll be happy to reserve a room for you, if you like."
This time, the pause was longer. "I don't know," Mrs. Sanderson said uncertainly. "I'm not altogether sure a reservation is a good idea. Too much family can be a little ... stressful, you know. I'll need to talk to my son before I decide."
"Okay. If you decide to come, you can stay here, or there's another hotel not far away. We often use it for overflow. Do you want the name and number of it? Hey, there's another one that's closer to the hospital, too, let me find the number for it. That way you'll have a choice. You may need it, too, since it's holiday season here."
"Well ... thank you."
David rattled off the numbers and which train she should take, then the woman asked hesitantly, "I don't suppose ... are any of the Samuelles there?"
"Just Milla, but she's ... unavailable. Everyone else has gone to the hospital."
She sounded relieved. "Just as well. Thank you for your help."
"No problem." David hung up the phone and immediately dialed Mr. Samuelle's mobile.
Busy.
He dialed Andy's mobile.
Turned off.
Finally, in desperation, he dialed Sam's number.
Busy.
So, Sam and Michael were talking to one another and Andy must be working. How fast did first babies come, anyway?
"Milla!" David called. "Get a move on! We need to get to the hospital."
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