THE DAVIS HOME
- LIVING ROOM
you just sit right there and let me fix you some hot tea," Douglas Davis
smiled as he hurried around the room. "I don't want you to have to
lift a finger to do anything."
"Douglas, I'm fine!"
Lorraine Davis laughed before leaning over to the bassinet that sat next to her
so that she could brush a lock of hair out of their newborn
"I had a baby. It's not like no one's ever had a baby before."
"Yes, but you had quite a few
problems," he reminded before turning to see his sister Grace Davis coming
down the stairs. "And, Grace, I want you to help out, too."
"O-okay," she nodded
weakly. She was clearly off in her own world and was only half-listening
to what he was saying.
"Are you...all right?" he
asked with concern as he looked at her curiously. "You don't
"I'm fine," she muttered
before biting her lip in an effort to keep it from quivering. She'd felt
on the verge of tears for days---often bursting out into hysterical fits of
sobbing during which she'd lock herself in her room. She'd managed to
keep her heightened emotional state a secret, but was realizing that she wouldn't
be able to keep it a secret forever. However, now was not the time.
She just couldn't bear to tell them what was going on.
you don't look fine," Lorraine spoke up and then rose from her seat to walk
over to her sister-in-law. "Are you sure you're feeling
okay?" She reached out and placed the back of her hand on Grace's
forehead. "Hmmm. You don't feel hot. You don't have a
"I said that I'm fine!"
Grace snapped angrily just as the doorbell rang.
Lorraine and Douglas simply stood
and stared at Grace, both quite taken aback by her outburst. However,
before either one of them could say anything in response, the doorbell rang
"You just hold that
thought," Lorraine said firmly. "Let me get rid of whoever
that is and we'll continue this. There's clearly something wrong with you
and we're going to find out what it is." She quickly walked over to
the door and flung it open only to be completely surprised by their unexpected
"Lorraine!" Edwina Blake
exclaimed and set down her suitcase and armload of gifts to open her arms wide
so that she could hug her daughter. "Oh, it's so good to see
"W-what are you doing
here?" Lorraine asked, still slightly in shock. "Where's
knee deep in classes and the university couldn't let him have time off,"
Edwina explained as she picked up her things and carried them into the house,
only to have Douglas rush to her side to lend assistance. "Besides,
you didn't actually think that I was going to let you have a baby and not come
to see you, did you?"
Lorraine smiled before closing the door and turning to follow her mother and
husband back into the living room.
"Mrs. Blake, it's so good to
finally meet you in person," Douglas said politely as he hugged his
mother-in-law and gave her a warm peck on the cheek. "I know we've
chatted on the phone several times, but..."
"I completely understand,"
Edwina laughed. "I hope you don't mind my just dropping in?"
"Not at all, Mom!"
Lorraine exclaimed. "We just weren't...expecting you. I wished
you'd have at least called. We could have picked you up at the
"Oh, that's quite all
right." Edwina carefully looked around the room. "Now
where's the precious grandbaby of mine?" Instantly, she caught sight
of the bassinette and rushed over to pick up little Mikey. "He's
adorable! You two must be so happy."
"We are, Mom, we
are." Lorraine stood beside her husband and wrapped her arm around
him, hugging him tightly. "And you must be Grace," she smiled
when she saw the young woman standing quietly off to the side.
"Lorraine has told me so much about you. It's nice to finally meet
you," Grace muttered softly, more than a little uncomfortable.
"You must be so excited about
having a new baby in the house," Edwina continued as she cradled Mikey in
her arms. "In my opinion, babies just brighten up a home unlike
anything else in the world. Of course, dear, I'm sure that you're finding
stammered, unsure of what to say. Suddenly, she felt her lip begin to
quiver again as tears began to well up in her eyes and she quickly bolted from
the room leaving everyone else in utter shock.
"W-what did I say?" Edwina
asked in confusion as she looked at both Douglas and Lorraine for some kind of
answer. "I...didn't mean to upset her. I was just talking about
the baby and..."
right," Douglas sighed and then took the baby from her arms.
"She's been acting rather strangely for weeks. We don't...know what's
wrong with her. I thought that maybe she was sick, but she insists that
she's fine and..."
paused and furrowed her brow as she thought. "She won't tell you
what's the matter? Certainly, there's something the matter. People
just don't react like that for no reason."
"We know that, Mother,"
Lorraine responded. "We just can't get her to talk about what's got
her so upset. It's almost as if she's trying to seal herself off from
"Well, maybe she won't talk to
either one of you because she's too close to you," Edwina rationalized.
"Maybe that makes her uncomfortable. Let me go see if I can get her
to talk about what's wrong." She quickly began to follow Grace into
"No, Mom, don't!" Lorraine
spoke up firmly. "I don't think that you prying into her personal
matters is going to accomplish anything. She doesn't know you. I
might do more harm than good."
"Yes, I suppose you're
right," Edwina sighed with a nod. "It's just that, well, even I
can tell that she's acting peculiar. I mean, she's almost acting just like
you did when..." She quickly stopped herself mid-sentence when she
realized that she was about to voice an unfounded speculation.
"When I what, Mother?"
stammered. "When you were that age. Grace is only about
eighteen, isn't she? Well, Lorraine, you were quite moody at that
age. Why, you could go for weeks at a time without even saying two words
to me or your father."
"Yes, I remember,"
Lorraine sighed and shook her head. "But I don't think it's as simple
as that. There has to be more to it than that."
"I agree," Douglas nodded
as he handed Mikey to Lorraine. "She's just...not herself."
As Lorraine cradled her baby in her
arms, she carefully thought about Grace and her odd behavior. Yes,
something was definitely wrong and Lorraine was most certainly worried.
With a look of firm determination, she made a silent vow to found out exactly
what was going on.