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hard and walking can help to get the labor progressing faster. Brad, help Emily with her breathing. She needs to breathe through the contraction, not hold her breath. You’re just fighting it when you do, and it makes the pain worse.”
    Emily didn’t look at Brad, but he knew what she was doing. She was holding onto this baby and waiting for a miracle. “Brad, could you call Keith again. Maybe…”
    “Emily, you can’t hold the baby back. I’ve called him, honey. Right now let’s focus on you and the baby. Come on, get up.”
    Brad slid his arm around Emily, and helped her to the edge of the bed, where her legs dangled over the side.
    “I’ll be back to check on you,” said the doctor, slipping out of the room.
    Emily had just stood up when the door pushed open and a nurse popped her head inside. “There is a man out here by the name of Keith, who is pretty insistent to see you. Is he family?”
    Emily gripped Brad’s arm and then doubled over as another contraction hit hard.
    “Yes, get him in here,” he cried, not meaning to shout.
    Keith must have been standing right behind the nurse, as he appeared when she opened the door wider. Standing in the doorway, he grimaced when he took in Emily’s condition. He didn’t linger, but waved some papers high in the air. “Signed, sealed and filed.”
    At that moment the doctor reappeared in the doorway, behind Keith.
    As Emily felt her contraction pass, she asked, “Can we please get married now?”
    Brad glanced at Keith. “Can you get a justice of the peace in here now, and what about the marriage licence?”
    “I’ll get the hospital chaplain. I’ve the license for you here,” replied his friend, hurrying out the door.
    Emily doubled over again as another contraction hit.
    Dr. Montgomery looked concerned. “You might not have enough time,” she said. “I don’t think the baby wants to wait. Get her back in bed so that I can check her again.”
    Emily cried out as she held onto Brad’s hand.
    “She’s nine centimeters now,” said the doctor. “We need to get her ready to push.”
    The door opened and a skinny, young man with pimples on his forehead, who looked like he had just graduated from high school, rushed into the room, followed by Keith. The man was dressed in a dark shirt and white collar. When he took in the sight of Emily in active labor, he blushed.
    “Are you the couple who want to get married now?” he asked.
    Dr. Montgomery ripped open a package, pulled out a surgical gown and pushed up the head of the bed. A nurse entered the room and started to help the doctor prepare things.
    Emily screamed out as another contraction ripped through her, and she was becoming incoherent.
    It was then that the young minister said, “If she can’t answer, I can’t marry you.”

Chap t er 10
    Emily rocked herself in the leather glider in the living room, dressed in a lovely, dark blue gown, and holding her two-day-old baby girl. The garment buttoned up the front and was low cut, showing off her generous cleavage. Mary Haske and the family minister sat on the sofa opposite, chatting.
    Becky was in the kitchen with Rodney, setting out trays of food on the kitchen table. Brad and his brothers were outside with the kids. While Brad and Neil were dressed in dark suits, Jed was wearing a new pair of blue jeans and a blue plaid shirt. Emily wondered as she watched them through the front window if he actually owned a suit. She listened to the giggles of Katy and Trevor as they were being doted on by their uncles.
    The front door opened and the brothers burst in with the two kids, who were laughing and stomping around. Most would frown on the noise, but, when Emily and Brad had arrived home the day before, Becky told them that if they started tiptoeing around the baby and worrying about the noise they were making, they’d both be nervous wrecks, and the child would never get any sleep. Becky also said that, in general, babies found it comforting to sleep