They finally stop near the large home. Bob cannot believe this is where that Bluesage man lives. Why does he not just buy another son? Bob gently puts the box down on the sidewalk and opens it, peering inside. The baby was awake and looking at him. His heart tugged at him, and he wanted to pick up the little boy and run away. All his years with her, he knew he would never have a child of his own in his arms. This young boy was the closest he had ever felt to this emotion.
He also had a feeling for what the Bluesage family must be going through. To wake and find him gone must have almost killed his mother. He looked at Betty and saw her face vacant of emotion. This did not surprise him. The outpouring of sentiment he had witnessed tonight was more than Bob had ever seen from her.
'This is their house isn’t it Betty?’ She came out of her stupor and looked over at him. ‘What would make you think I would take you to the wrong house Bob?’ Her sarcasm warmed his heart. Now, this is the woman that he loved and married a million years ago. He stroked the baby’s face, how soft it was. ‘Bob, you are going to make him cry.’
Bob closed the box and picked it up.
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