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::A Tender Scene::
“Much better dear,” she said happily, “I did not wake up sick for once and I –.” Suddenly she stopped, grimacing a little, and reached for Ghent’s hand.
“What’s the matter?” he asked, a concerned look etched into his face. Ghent managed to relax a bit when he saw Katha’s smile had not completely faded. She silently drew his hand to her swollen belly. After a moment with his hand resting tenderly there, he felt it, a tiny thump, followed by a bigger one. A smile spread across Ghent’s face and he gathered Katha into his arms, giving her a soft lingering kiss.
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