"Nora Roberts - [O'hurleys 01] - The Last Honest Woman [TXT]" - читать интересную книгу автора (Roberts Nora)

Relief came in a wave. Overcome by it, Frank kissed his son hard. "Hear
that, boy? Your mom's quite a woman. And the baby. I know it was early,
but the baby's all right?"

"Strong and beautiful," the doctor began. "Every one of them."

"Strong and beautiful." Beside himself with joy, Frank went into a quick
two-step. "My Molly knows how to have babies. She might get her cues
mixed up, but she always comes through like a trouper. Isn't that…"
His words trailed off and he stared at the doctor who was continuing to
smile at him. "Every one of them?"

"This is your son?"

"Yes, this is Trace. What do you mean every one of them?"

"Mr. O'Hurley, your son has three sisters."

"Three." With Trace still in his arms, Frank sank into the chair. His
wiry dancer's legs had turned to water. "Three of them. All at once?"

"A couple minutes apart, but three at last count."

He sat a minute, stunned. Three. He hadn't yet figured out how they were
going to feed one more. Three. All girls. As the shock wore off, he
started to laugh.

He'd been blessed with three daughters. Francis O'Hurley wasn't a man
who cursed fate. He embraced it.

"You hear that, boy? Your mom's gone and had herself triplets. Three for
the price of one. And I'm a man who loves a bargain." Springing up, he
grabbed the doctor's hand and pumped it. "Bless you. If there's a man
luckier than Francis Xavier O'Hurley tonight, I'm damned if I know him."

"Congratulations.''

"You've got a wife?"

"Yes, I do."

"What's her name?"

"It's Abigail."

"Then Abigail it is for one of them. When can I see my family?"

"In just a few minutes. I'll have one of the nurses come down and look
after your son."