Saturday 5 March 2011

Nikki Logan - Their Newborn Gift (2010)

When Lea became accidentally pregnant she decided that she would go it alone. Rodeo star Reilly wasn't the sort of man who'd want to be tied down. But five years later she needs to tell him her secret..

Learning he's a daddy is bittersweet for Reilly, because his little girl is fighting to survive. Her only hope is a new brother or sister. Can he and Lea create a newborn miracle - and a future together?
 
 
 
Read Excerpt :


‘Oh, You are such a cheater…’
 
Lea Curran swiped at the tears in her eyes, convinced she was going to run off the gravel road any second. Cause of death? Laughter.
 
Amazing she could still laugh at all, really.
 
She trained her eyes on her daughter’s face in the rear-view mirror. ‘Since when does Boab start with a T?’
 
‘T for tree.’ Four-year-old Molly giggled. It set off the usual heart-squeeze in Lea. Her giggles gave way to full tummy-laughs and then to heaving, hacking coughs. Lea’s smile stayed glued to her face through sheer will-power. She watched her daughter in the mirror for any sign that her distress was more than usual. But Molly—amazing Molly—just let the spasms pass, recovered her breath and went right on playing their driving game.
 
As though every kid in the world coughed when they laughed.
 
‘Your turn, Mum.’
 
Lea shifted her eyes back to the road. ‘I spy, with my little eye…’
 
Their game went on as bush scrub whipped past the car, kilometre after kilometre.
 
Molly’s body might have been falling apart, but her four-year-old brain was as sharp as ever. She compensated for her extremely limited physical stamina with a relentless intelligence that certainly didn’t come from the Curran side of the family. She could play this game for hours. They’d been on the road for three.
 
Molly finally identified Lea’s ‘W’ word—wing mirror—and looked expectantly at her mother for more.
 
‘I spy…’ Lea’s chest clenched as she looked ahead ‘…something beginning with M.’

Her sharp little daughter didn’t miss a beat. ‘Mum?’
 
‘Nope.’
 
‘Molly?’
 
God, she loved her! ‘Outside the car.’
 
‘Oh.’ Mini eyebrows scrunched down over serious brown eyes then shot up. She didn’t notice their vehicle slowing. ‘Monkey?’
 
‘We’re in the Kimberley, Molly, no monkeys here. Good try, though.’ Lea glanced at the turn-off ahead and swallowed hard. A giant sign marked the turn-off for the Martin property.
 
‘Min…am…’ Molly read the giant red letters as best she could.
 
‘Minamurra,’ Lea assisted, turning the wheel and taking the car under the arched sign. Even she could hear the flat lifeless-ness in her voice as she added, ‘You win.’
 
‘Is that where we’re going?’
 
‘Nope.’ Lea swallowed hard. ‘It’s where we are.’
 
Molly must have caught some of her mother’s trepidation, because she would usually have laughed at Lea’s corny joke. She sat higher in her booster seat and peered out of the window, gnawing on her lip—one-hundred percent from her mother, that little habit—then her eyes refocussed and her pale lips split in one of her blindingly heart-stopping smiles.


 
 
 

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