Caleb had taken his son out of the room to be bathed, and when he returned carrying the squalling bundle his face glowed with delight. He’s mad as hell, isn’t he? Lily smiled despite her weariness. You would be, too, if you’d just been through a birthing. Caleb kissed her forehead and laid the baby beside her on the bed. I love you, Mrs. Halliday, he said, but I think maybe we’d better stop with Joss here. Lily shook her head resolutely. Oh, no. I want more children, and I’ll have them. Doc Lindsay may be an old sawbones, but I think he could handle the task of delivering me of a few more babies like this one. Little Joss was still howling, so Lily picked him up and put him to her breast. Even though her milk wasn’t in yet, he seemed to be comforted just by suckling, and Lily smiled at that. He was just like his father. As
― Linda Lael Miller,
Lily and the Major
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