Conceived by Two

Chapter 8:

Chapter 8:

I cock my head concerned on how tired he sounds "It's me grandpa."

"Oh thank God. I didn't think you were ever going to call me back. It is so good to finally hear your voice ginger."

I purse my lips together confused and ask "What's a ginger?"

Dallas laughs along with grandpa and I scowl at him making him sober up quickly but I can still see the quivering of his lips. "When people have red hair like yours their called gingers sweaty." he explains and my moth forms into an o shape. I don't know why that was so funny but I guess ill let them think what ever they want.

"Dallas said you have been wanting to talk with me?" I ask ignoring the ginger comment after I found  out what it was.

"I wan to meet you dearly." he says and I sigh.

"Can we talk on the phone for a little while and then I will meet you?" I ask quietly because I don't know if he will be angry about this.

"As long as your talking to me Ginger I don't care if its face to face or what you kids call txt messaging." he says and I chuckle a little at that because he seems nice so far. "How are ya feelin?" he asks after we get done laughing. "Zoe has been telling me whats going on."

I knew she would but for some reason I don't have a problem with it. Their my family so they have a right to also know whats going on. "I've been better but i'm happy God blessed me with Dallas so I didn't have to go through it alone."

"Now im not much of a believer in God." he states and I frown sadly. "But your relationship can only come from some higher being." he states and Dallas squeezes my hip giving my shoulder a kiss.

"Thank you grandpa that means a lot to Dallas and I."

"Y'all stick together and don't let ntn brake you apart. Ya hear?" he ask and I say

"Yes grandpa I hear ya. Nothing is going to break us apart. We have been through loosing two babys and nothing can be as hard as that."

"Are youns trying again because me and ya gran sure would like some more great grand chilrin." he says in his slang and I smile at it because I have only head him when hes mad and when hes mad he does not have the accent.

"We're trying grandpa but its when ever God says we can have a baby."

Grandpa sighs but I feel hes accepting it. "I may have to go to this holly rollers church with ya." Dallas laughs at that and grandpa says "Tell that husband ah yours im serious."

Dallas hears him though and says "I hope ya are serious George. We'd all love for ya to come."

"Me an the woman'll just have to set up a day."

"Sundays are always good." I mumble because church is every Sunday and I don't think he understands that.

"I'll talk ta the woman an we'll be there." he says confidently and I smile hoping he'll actually come.

"Okay grandpa. How are ya feelin?" I ask growing concerned when he coughs.

"Your talking ta an old man ginger. I'm as healthy as a an old man aught ta be."

I chuckle along with Dallas. "I'm sure your not that old grandpa."

"67 Ginger but im still kickin." we talk for a while longer about Snow and Sunny. I tell him all about them and he seemed very happy to have spoken to me when I finally hung up an hour later.

I place the phone one the receiver and smile. Getting up I go to find Dallas. Half way through the phone call Wayne said that he needed his assistance so he had to go take care of the cows.

When I get outside Sunny barks excitedly and runs over to me walking beside me what I make my way to the barn.

I smile largely when I see my two of my favorite man standing inside. Daddy and Dallas are standing in Molly stall with Wayne and Dr. Valentine. My smile fades when I see him and I walk up to them slowly getting the last of their conversation.

".....she'll only have twenty four hours." Dr. Valentine says in a matter o fact tone and I frown.

"I would rather her not suffer." Dallas says and I grab his hand startling him. He looks behind him and down at me with a small frown. "Hey."

"Hey." I mumble looking at Molly. She doesn't look to good and she looks to be in a lot of pain. I guess her getting put to sleep would do her lots of good but I feel bad for little Rogger he loves his momma.

"How did it go?" Dallas asks trying to get me off of subject.

"Is she dying?" I ask softly looking up at Dallas to see his reaction. He looks away from me and nods.

"Ted feels its best so shes not in pain."

I look to Dr. Valentine and he nods saying. "I'll just give her a little shot she wont even feel it and she'll go peacefully."

"I'm staying with her." I state leaving Dallas's hand. Molly's lying on the ground of her stall and I sit down beside her resting my head on her back. She tries looking back at me but it takes to much out of her so she sighs and drops her head back to the ground.

"Avlon, Angel I don't think ya should be on the ground." Dallas says sounding concerned. "She try's to rise and she may hurt you."

"I'll be fine Dallas. When she try's I'll move." I look up meeting his eyes and tell him im serious that im not leaving her side. He looks like he wants to say something else but daddy places his hand on his shoulder making him shut up. "When are you giving her the shot."

"Now if that's okay." I nod and he leaves going out to his truck to retrieve the shot I guess. When he comes back in I frown feeing the wetness on my cheeks. "I'm just going to inject it between her shoulders." he say and I nod laying my head down closing my eyes.

I don't want to see her get injected to know that I was the one that said go. I know she's in pain but I cant help and think I could have done something about her dying. Their could have been some way she could have lived and deep down inside I know theirs not I just don't want to loose someone else that meant something to me.

Animal or not Molly was the momma to my baby Rogger and she meant the world to him.