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p58at6gx7 ([info]p58at6gx7) wrote,
@ 2010-12-04 02:55:00

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@@@@@And the cushioned chairs by the stove
@@@@@And the cushioned
chairs by the stove looked too cozy altogether for cooks and maids
who
were supposed to be working
"What did this cost?" She tapped the big heavy wood tableIt was in the tack room, filthy dirtyThe chairs are
from Colum's houseHe suggested we woo the cook into comfort
before
she sees the rest of the houseI've made a list of furniture for her
roomIt's on the table there for your approval
Scarlett felt guiltyThen she suspected that she was supposed to feel
guilty, and she felt cross"What about all those lists I approved
last week? When are those things coming?"
"Most of them are here, in the sculleryI was planning to unpack
them
next week, with the cookMost of them have their own systems for
arranging utensils and such Scarlett felt cross againHer back was
hurting worse than usualShe put her hands over the painThen a
new
pain ripped through her side and down her leg, shoving the back pain
into insignificanceShe grabbed the side of the table for support and
stared dumbly at the liquid streaming down her legs and across her
bare
feet to pool on the scrubbed stone floor"The water broke," she said
at last, "and it's red She looked at the window and the heavy rain
outsideFitzpatrick, you're going to get very wetGet
me up on this table and give me something to soak up the water Then high-tail it to the bar or the store and tell somebody
to ride hell for leather for a doctorI'm about to have a baby The
ripping pain was not repeatedWith the chair cushions under her head
and the small of her back, Scarlett was quite comfortabl


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