finished saying it.
“ I know I'm going to want more. I mean, with Jess expecting, it already kind of makes me want a baby, too. And I'm not saying I want a more intimate relationship with you, or right now. I guess I just don't see how I'm going to have that for me one day.”
It was snowing hard when they returned home. Taylor tried to hurry out of the truck, but Mike grabbed her arm. "Taylor, I know this isn't easy. We've got a baby on the way already, and with everything being the way it is, let's all get through that first. You're going to be just as much of a mother to it as Stacy has been to Brad."
Taylor just looked at him with a sad but hopeful look in her watery eyes as she slightly smiled.
He continued, "You realize that I was in my thirties before I realized what it meant; what it felt like, to love someone, or to be loved by someone? You've been loved your whole life. You're part of a family that you know loves you."
Taylor gave Mike a hug. She was finally smiling as she said "Thank you. You're right. Now, let's get inside before the rest of my ass freezes off."
"So you're okay now?"
"I will be once I defrost," she quipped as she bolted from the truck to the house.
That night, as he was getting ready for bed, Jessica came in to talk to him. "I hear you're getting pretty good at handling our womanly mood swings," she said with a smile.
"Ugh!” he groaned. “It's not even been two weeks yet since y'all moved in, has it? Maybe I should have thought this through better." Mike had a big smirk across his face, just waiting to be playfully attacked.
"I heard that!" Stacy exclaimed as her and Taylor came in to back Jessica up.
"Shhh! Brad's asleep," he reminded them.
"And he's a heavy sleeper," Jessica said as she handed the other two each a pillow.
Mike looked around at them. He sighed as he let himself collapse on the bed, getting hit twice by the pillows before finishing his fall.
They all woke up the next morning on the floor by the wood stove to the sound of the Bishop's voice. "If you can hear me, it's tonight at six."
Mike groaned. "Of all the voices to be the first thing I hear in the morning, why his?"
Again he repeated "If you can hear me, it's tonight at six."
"Oh my God, will he please shut up!" Stacy said with loud groan.
"Will one of you hand me that damn radio so I can send a beep and make him go away?" Mike asked.
All three women jumped up quickly. Stacy couldn't bring over the radio quick enough. Mike showed them all which button to use to answer it.
"What's tonight at six?" Taylor asked. "Does this have to do with that CD you gave him yesterday?"
"A CD, Mike?" Jessica asked.
"It's too damn early!" Mike said. He didn't want to think about that stuff when he'd not even stood up yet.
Stacy and Taylor reached down to help him up. The first thing he noticed was what looked like close to a foot of snow on the ground, and it was still coming down.
"Damn. Winter's here," he sighed.
Jessica volunteered to cook breakfast as Taylor climbed into the loft to wake up Brad. Mike slowly dragged himself to his room to start layering on the clothes to go tend to the animals. "Man I love farming," he said. "But sometimes it sure would be nice to take a day off."
Stacy went out with him for morning chores. She didn't really help, but she seldom did. She just talked while he silently did his work. They all spent the rest of the day playing a long game of Monopoly by the stove and just enjoying a lazy day. But as the sun started setting, Jessica remembered Bishop Christensen's message that morning.
"Oh yeah, what's happening at six?" she asked him. "And what's this about a CD?"
Mike tried to ignore her for a minute, but knew that he wasn't going to get away with it this time. "I made a CD the other day. Another recording. Instead of me putting it out with our radio, I gave him a CD of it. The plan was to spread it around to several people for them all to play at
“ I know I'm going to want more. I mean, with Jess expecting, it already kind of makes me want a baby, too. And I'm not saying I want a more intimate relationship with you, or right now. I guess I just don't see how I'm going to have that for me one day.”
It was snowing hard when they returned home. Taylor tried to hurry out of the truck, but Mike grabbed her arm. "Taylor, I know this isn't easy. We've got a baby on the way already, and with everything being the way it is, let's all get through that first. You're going to be just as much of a mother to it as Stacy has been to Brad."
Taylor just looked at him with a sad but hopeful look in her watery eyes as she slightly smiled.
He continued, "You realize that I was in my thirties before I realized what it meant; what it felt like, to love someone, or to be loved by someone? You've been loved your whole life. You're part of a family that you know loves you."
Taylor gave Mike a hug. She was finally smiling as she said "Thank you. You're right. Now, let's get inside before the rest of my ass freezes off."
"So you're okay now?"
"I will be once I defrost," she quipped as she bolted from the truck to the house.
That night, as he was getting ready for bed, Jessica came in to talk to him. "I hear you're getting pretty good at handling our womanly mood swings," she said with a smile.
"Ugh!” he groaned. “It's not even been two weeks yet since y'all moved in, has it? Maybe I should have thought this through better." Mike had a big smirk across his face, just waiting to be playfully attacked.
"I heard that!" Stacy exclaimed as her and Taylor came in to back Jessica up.
"Shhh! Brad's asleep," he reminded them.
"And he's a heavy sleeper," Jessica said as she handed the other two each a pillow.
Mike looked around at them. He sighed as he let himself collapse on the bed, getting hit twice by the pillows before finishing his fall.
They all woke up the next morning on the floor by the wood stove to the sound of the Bishop's voice. "If you can hear me, it's tonight at six."
Mike groaned. "Of all the voices to be the first thing I hear in the morning, why his?"
Again he repeated "If you can hear me, it's tonight at six."
"Oh my God, will he please shut up!" Stacy said with loud groan.
"Will one of you hand me that damn radio so I can send a beep and make him go away?" Mike asked.
All three women jumped up quickly. Stacy couldn't bring over the radio quick enough. Mike showed them all which button to use to answer it.
"What's tonight at six?" Taylor asked. "Does this have to do with that CD you gave him yesterday?"
"A CD, Mike?" Jessica asked.
"It's too damn early!" Mike said. He didn't want to think about that stuff when he'd not even stood up yet.
Stacy and Taylor reached down to help him up. The first thing he noticed was what looked like close to a foot of snow on the ground, and it was still coming down.
"Damn. Winter's here," he sighed.
Jessica volunteered to cook breakfast as Taylor climbed into the loft to wake up Brad. Mike slowly dragged himself to his room to start layering on the clothes to go tend to the animals. "Man I love farming," he said. "But sometimes it sure would be nice to take a day off."
Stacy went out with him for morning chores. She didn't really help, but she seldom did. She just talked while he silently did his work. They all spent the rest of the day playing a long game of Monopoly by the stove and just enjoying a lazy day. But as the sun started setting, Jessica remembered Bishop Christensen's message that morning.
"Oh yeah, what's happening at six?" she asked him. "And what's this about a CD?"
Mike tried to ignore her for a minute, but knew that he wasn't going to get away with it this time. "I made a CD the other day. Another recording. Instead of me putting it out with our radio, I gave him a CD of it. The plan was to spread it around to several people for them all to play at
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