Love you Along the Way

Morning Check Ups and Babies

Clinton was teaming with life when Thomas stepped out of their temporary home. Although it was only 8:00 many of the men were already hard at work. A few women where about, some carrying baskets of dirty clothes that needed to be washed while others holding babies or other small toddlers, the older children were probably in the little school house up on the small hill.

Greetings were exchanged with the citizens as he walked down the small dirt road with a sprig in his step and his doctors bag in hand. He arrived at a white house with dark green accents and knocked on the door. Footsteps were heard from the inside before a middle aged man opened the door.

"Dr. Tremblay, good to see you again" the man said shaking his hand and inviting him in.

"likewise Mr. Clark" Thomas replied walking into the cozy household

The two men proceeded to the stairs making idle conversation as they went.

"How has she been doing Mr. Clark?" Thomas asked.

"Her fever has broken since you were here last night, medicine seems to be doing its job" Mr. Clark replied as they reached the top and opened the door.

Inside the room were three other beds, no doubt where Mr. Clark's other children slept. In the bed to the far right lay a little lump under the covers that emerged to reveal a little girl when they walked into the room.

"ah little miss Charlotte, feeling better this morning i hope?"Thomas said perching himself on the bed side.

"Oh yes Mr. Tremby" she said in a bubbley voice, much more bubbley than the previous day he noted.

Thomas chuckled at her not being able to say his name and pinched her nose and ruffled her wild brown locks.

"That's wonderful, you'll be outside running around in no time" He said with a final pat on her head.

He walked back over to Mr. Clark and they went back down the stairs into the kitchen where Mrs. Clark was.

"Continue to give her the medicine until its gone, if she is to do chores give her small tasks and try not to overexert her. i shall be going now"

He turned to leave but Mrs. Clark walked over and placed a tin into his hands with a beaming smile on her face.

"Now i know we paid you but i felt like it wasn't enough, so i made you some shortbreads to share with your little wife on your travels" she gushed. She was always so kind that Mrs. Clark.

Thomas spluttered for a response but before he could get one out she had already scurried back to her kitchen, busy as a bee. He just sighed in defeat and walked out the door saying one last goodbye.

Once outside ,Thomas sighed once more, people always assumed him and Daisy were married and after what seemed like the millionth time you'd figure he would have gotten used to it, but for some reason the assumption never failed to reduce him to a flustered stuttering mess.

Thomas walked back to the village. The grassy fields this time of year were still green and speckled with little patches of wild flowers that would soon be gone once the fall progessed into winter. But for now it was nice to enjoy the lush green that went on for miles only broken by the dirt path that he walk on.

As he arrived back to the house that they were so graciously offered to stay in he spotted Daisy putting their suitcases into the wagon while talking with some of the village women. He saw her open her arms to except an infant and the smile on her face lit up her whole face. Daisy absolutely loved children, especially babies. Daisy kissed the child's cheeks and ticked its belly causing a happy squeal to erupt from its gummy mouth. Daisy would make such an amazing mother, Thomas often thought during these moments. Usually at her age girls would already be married and have a child or two, maybe even three, but its rather difficult to find someone when you're always on the road. Which they will soon be on once again.