“First of all—” he pulled away to look at her as tears slid down her cheeks and she hiccupped— “I don’t think you’re stupid. I would feel exactly the same way. It’s gotta be a strange feeling. But I don’t think you’ve been replaced. They can’t replace you. You’re you. And your father loves you. And I know Natalie really likes you. She’s never had kids, and she’s probably desperate for them before it’s too late, so they did the science project thing and had three test-tube babies, which probably feels a little crazy to all of you. But I don’t think in a million years your father thinks they’re going to replace you.”
“What if he likes them better than he does me? Old guys like having babies. It makes them feel young. Half our sixty-five-year-old hotel guests have twenty-year-old wives and two-year-old children.” It was only a slight exaggeration and a phenomenon of modern times. Just this year one of their fifty-year-old female clients had had a baby, and an eighty-six-year-old retired diplomat from Europe had married a twenty-two-year-old and had twins.
“He’s still not going to forget you. You have twenty-one years of history, just the two of you. No one can ever take that away,” Brad said, and put his arms around her again and held her. “To tell you the truth, I feel sorry for them. That’s a hell of a lot to take on at their age. It would freak me out too.”
“Yeah, and I’m not going to babysit for three screaming babies. I’ve got enough to do in this hotel without that.” Brad laughed at the image.
“I’ll help you. Or better yet, we could really freak them out and have one of our own, and we wouldn’t need a test tube to do it.” She smiled at him. She almost liked the idea, but not to annoy her father. But she also didn’t want a baby. She was just head over heels in love with him and not with the idea of babies yet. She sighed as she looked at him and snuggled into his arms.
“Thank you for understanding. I’m sorry I got so crazy. I just feel like I have no place in their family, not if they have three new kids.” It made her sad to say it to him. But she’d already had that experience with her mother and Greg.
“Yes, you do have a place, and one day you’ll have a family of your own. It’s just weird with all these old people now who decide they want kids when they’re in their forties and fifties.” She nodded.
“Thanks for coming over and talking to me.” They went for a walk, and he said to her that if his parents divorced and remarried, he’d be pissed if they had more kids too. He remembered how furious he had been when his brother was born when he was eight, and his twin sisters when he was four, and he’d like it even less now. Afterward she called Natalie and apologized for getting upset. There was no war this time. There was no point. It wouldn’t change anything. And Brad had helped a lot.
Natalie was relieved to hear from her and thanked her for her call. Heloise told her Brad was there, and she invited them to come up, but Heloise said they were both tired. She needed some space. Her father came down to see her later on; he was worried about her. He had seen the shock and hurt on her face when she heard the news, and it made his heart ache for her. He chatted with Brad and her for a little while, and then he hugged his daughter and went back upstairs. Brad had brought his books with him and did some studying, and he spent the night, which was comforting for her. He was staying with her more and more often, and they were comfortable with each other. Everything worked better and made more sense when they were together.
It was a strange Christmas for Heloise after Natalie’s announcement. Everything felt surreal. She watched the big Christmas tree go up in the lobby and supervised the installation of it, and everyone commented on how exciting it was that her father and Natalie were having triplets. Jennifer was already planning a shower. It made Heloise feel left out again, but she forced herself to ignore it and not react. Her father had a new wife and family, and all she could hope was that he still loved her. Time would tell.
And she had Brad now. They went out whenever they had time, or he came over. But privately she was down about the triplets. It was hard to know where she fit in now. She was part of history for her father. The triplets were his future. And if she wanted to be part of a family, she knew she’d have to make her own one day, and she wasn’t ready to yet.
