The Last Love Of Arthur Morgan

The Finer Things in Life

Lorna woke the next morning to a putrid smell invading her nostrils. Her eyes shot open and she looked down, finding that Lily was the source of the smell. She huffed and sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She didn't want to wake her yet, but knew she'd wake up soon enough. So she slipped out of bed and crossed the room to her bag.

She pulled out a cloth diaper and shook it out. The one thing she disliked most about babies, was having to change and later clean their diapers. She walked back to the bed and splayed the white cloth over the soft brown duvet. 

When a knock sounded at the door, Lorna cringed, darting her eyes toward Lily. Thankfully she was still sleeping peacefully, her tiny chest rising and falling with each breath. Poor babe was exhausted from travelling. 

Lorna tip toed across the room and quietly opened the door, where she was met with a set of piercing blue eyes. She gasped and he reached in, quickly covering her mouth with his hand, not wanting to wake the whole house. 

She nearly knocked him over, but thankfully he caught her. His hat was most unfortunate, though. That, however, was the least of their concerns. 

"Arthur." She whispered into his flannel shirt.

He kissed the side of her head and carefully set her back down on the floor. He cupped her face with his hands, his thumbs brushing over her cheeks. 

"P-Please don't be mad at me, I had to do it."

He nodded."I'm not mad, not no more. Dutch is everythin' you said he was an' more. That's why I'm here now."

She brought him in for a kiss, which he happily accepted, when Lily began to whine from the bed. It prompted them to stop and give her the attention she deserved. And after picking his hat up off the floor, Arthur was taking excited strides across the room to greet her.

"She needs to be changed." Lorna said, shutting the door behind them.

Arthur nodded, picking her up and cradling the small babe against his chest. His lips instantly found her head and he closed his eyes to savor the moment. Only when she started to squirm did he put her down on the bed. 

"I got it." He shrugged off his coat.

"You've only changed her once."

He snickered."Weren't that hard the first time."

Lorna smirked."Yeah but, she pooped this time."

"Everybody does, she ain't no different."

He carefully laid her down on the cloth, while Lorna grabbed some oils so that she wouldn't get a rash. Arthur carefully unpinned the diaper and pulled it down, gagging a little at the smell.

"Jesus, what she been eatin?"

She laughed."Food." 

With Lorna's guidance, Arthur cleaned her up and put the oils provided on her bottom. He pinned the diaper the way Lorna instructed, making sure his fingers were inside so that it'd poke him instead of her.

Lorna dropped the dirty cloth into a bin and closed the lid, taking a mental note to either burn it, or take it somewhere to be cleaned properly.

"You women are somethin' else ya know that? Not only do you carry the baby inside of you for months, push them out, but you clean their asses too."

"And wash their dirty diapers."

He shook his head, a laugh erupting from his chest."Again, women are somethin' else." 

Lorna smiled and brought over a bar of soap and a damp wash cloth. She instructed Arthur to hold out his hands and begun cleaning him. He thanked her with a gentle kiss on the lips.