He wished he could look at the babies, the way he was looking at Aille and Rose right now. Wished he could touch them and hold them, just like he wished he could hold the two dear ones here by his side. But he knew it probably wasn't wise. Not just yet. It hurt so very much to move his head or to take a breath . . . he doubted he could sit up or lift his arms long enough to hold any one of them. And that hurt even more.
If only the Voice had given him more warning, he might have convinced Theo to get out of harms way and none of this would have happened. But what was done was done. He sighed. "I'm sorry . . ."
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Date: 2005-09-04 09:32 pm (UTC)If only the Voice had given him more warning, he might have convinced Theo to get out of harms way and none of this would have happened. But what was done was done. He sighed. "I'm sorry . . ."
He'd never be able to say it enough.