The Last Love Of Arthur Morgan

Times of Change

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Arthur took Jack fishing that day, after Abigail had asked him to. She'd been growing worried about the boy, since he was growing up without any friends his own age or proper schooling. Lorna knew that soon she would be worrying about their child, hell, she wasn't even showing just yet and she was already worried about it. But she had every right to be concerned, especially when they were all being hunted.

When Arthur came back with Jack, he seemed a little tense and agitated as he stormed up to Dutch's tent. Lorna wanted to go to him, but got the feeling she wasn't welcomed in on that conversation.

So to pass the time away, she walked over to Mrs. Grimshaw who was barking out orders. The older woman had yet to demand anything from her, since she'd been getting sick as of the late. She didn't know if John told Abigail yet, though she imagined there wasn't anything, not even secrets, between them. She knew she needed to tell someone and figured the safest person to tell was Mrs. Grimshaw. She was older, more experienced - she probably helped out with a couple of births in her day, not to mention when Jack was born.

"Do you have a minute?" Lorna asked.

She turned, ready to bite back, when she exhaled and gave a faint smile."Sure, got all the time in the world. What do you need?"

"I was hoping we could talk?" Lorna wrung her fingers."...It's important."

She nodded and dropped her cigarette, mushing it with her heel. She took ahold of Lorna's arm and guided her over behind a tree, near the far side of camp. No one was there and Kieran was a good earshot away, plus he never really got involved in gossiping anyway.

"What is it?"

"I'm pregnant." She hadn't meant for it to come out the way it did, but she couldn't hold it back any longer.

Mrs. Grimshaw stared at her in shock then nodded her head."That explains why you're sick. Have you been to see a Doctor?"

"A few days ago. He said I'm due in September."

"I didn't know you and Mr. Morgan were trying to for a child." She looked out over the cliff.

"We weren't. We were together in Colter - it wasn't planned, it was just the spur of the moment."

"Mmhmm." She nodded and took a seat on a rock."How do you plan to raise this child?"

"With Arthur's help, I suppose." She waved her hand.

She chuckled."No, I mean, do you plan to raise that kid with us? A band of outlaws."

She exhaled a shaky breath as she sat down next to Mrs. Grimshaw."For now, I'll say yes. But that's still a long ways off, anything can happen. We could be in Tahiti-"

"Tahiti?" She laughed."Do you actually believe that horseshit?"

"Don't you?"

"Not a word." She shook her head.