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Date Posted: 13:56:03 04/02/01 Mon
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by Kate
's message, "Things My Mother Taught Me" on 19:49:51 03/29/01 Thu
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Suspense is worse than the ordeal itself.
"All right?" Sam asked, and Sara smiled at him.
"It's nice here. I can see why Milla likes it. The frescos are really wonderful, aren't they?"
"Mmmm. You're sure you aren't tired?"
"No, I'm all right." She gave him a sidelong glance. "You're more nervous about this baby than I am, Sammy."
"I wish you'd reconsider having it in Cairo."
"Cairo's hospital is fine, Sammy. I'm having a baby, not brain surgery."
"I know. I just keep thinking of those babies you delivered before we came out here."
Sara bit her lip, one hand straying to her stomach. "We were miles from anywhere. The woman was underweight and abused. The house was Infection City. She had no business having one baby, let alone two. I would have been surprised if the children had lived, darling."
"I don't want that happening to you."
"It won't."
"It could."
"Sammy. It won't." She rubbed her stomach, then suddenly said, "Oh!"
"What?"
"Feel!" She grabbed his hand and put it on her stomach. "Can you feel her kicking?"
"Him," Sam automatically corrected, feeling his child move under his hand.
"Feels like somersaults in there," Sara grinned, and the baby gradually quieted. Sam straightened up and put a possessive arm around his wife.
"They've got a super hospital in Manchester. You could stay with your mother," he suggested.
"Forget it. Why do you think I agreed to go to Cairo? Because it puts more distance between Mother and me. Besides, she's still in Australia for the next few months."
"All right, then, London. You could fly from Rome in a couple of hours. Mum'd be happy to have you at home and you get on with her."
"Sammy, I'm not flying home to stay with your parents for two whole months. And there's no way I'm sharing the apartment with Andy. We'd kill each other. Two months is a long time."
"You said you thought the doctor was wrong about the due date."
"Well, I do," Sara said, irritated. "But that doesn't mean I want to camp out in London with your parents or Andy."
Sammy switched tactics. "I was really impressed with the hospital in Sorrento. Weren't you?"
"You're just saying that because they didn't mind us storing the medical supplies there."
"No. Really. I thought it was a good operation. Very clean, very professional."
"I'm not --"
"No." Sammy stopped, swung her around and grabbed her hands. "Please, Sara, don't say no yet. Just think about it."
Sara looked at him thoughtfully. "You're really worried about this, aren't you?"
"Yes. I am."
"All right. I'll think about it. But you're being very silly."
"Yes," Sam said seriously. "I'm a very silly man. Completely ridiculous. Please consider humoring me about this."
"All right." Sara linked her arm through his again and they slowly resumed their walk.
They wandered through the streets of Pompeii, joining first one tour than another. Sam, who knew several languages, translated when they joined a non-English group, but Sara would have been content to just look.
"It's so big," she said. "I never knew it was so big, did you, Sammy?"
"It is a city," he pointed out. "But no, I guess I thought it would be smaller, too."
"I wish Milla could show it to us," Sara said, and Sam nodded.
Then, something caught his eye. A dusty head vanishing behind a yellow stone which was behind a "Do Not Enter" sign. He raised his voice a bit. "Sara, dear, let me know when you're ready to head back to the Lucia."
Puzzled, Sara said, "Sam, darling, you don't have to shout. I'm right here."
"If you decide to stay here in Sorrento, I'll need to think about heading back to Cairo soon," Sam called out.
"The only reason I'd stay in Sorrento is because I'm worried about Milla," Sara said, exasperated. "Now, keep your voice down, Sammy. Good heavens, you sound like a deaf old man!"
"Ah, sorry."
"You feeling well?"
"Perfectly fine." He glanced around again, and let Sara lead the way down another dusty street.
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