Notes from the Heart Healer Page #4

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And for your uncommonly good timing.

You cooked, I'll clean.

Your dad must be happy about

you getting accepted.

Yeah. I'll be the first one in the family

to go to college.

What are you doing, Vi?

I'm pregnant, Zach.

Are you mad?

Mad?

No.

I love you, Violet.

I want to marry you, have lots of babies,

just like we talked about.

We talked about it after

you finished college.

I'll still go, just not right away.

Well, what about money?

I mean, having a baby can't be cheap,

and we don't have, like,

insurance or anything.

Hey, you worry about having our baby.

I'll worry about paying for it.

Things are gonna turn out just

fine, Violet. You'll see.

They haven't, though, have they, Charlie?

Things haven't turned out fine at all.

God, please let Peyton MacGruder

be true to her words.

Dearest reader,

it's unfair that life-changing decisions

must often be made when we're young

and our well of wisdom is still shallow.

I was asked this morning how I have made

such critical choices when at my weakest,

emotionally and physically.

Sadly, the answer is, "Not well. "

I can only suggest that,

no matter how difficult,

we must strive to tap

what some call intuition

and others call revelation,

and by doing so, take responsibility

no matter how things turn out.

Be brave like your daddy was, Charlie.

I'll get myself together

and come back for you.

King? King, you'd better

come out here right now!

King!

Hey!

That's my truck!

"Please help me by

taking care of Charlie. "

That's it? That's all the note said?

And you didn't see anybody, or hear a car?

Nope. Whoever left the baby

had already taken off

by the time I opened the door.

Thanks.

Well,

Child Services can't get

anyone down here till next week,

so if there's absolutely nobody

who can offer temporary foster care,

I should take the kid down to Port Townsend

and leave him with the pediatric clinic.

All alone, you mean?

Well, they've got nurses

who'll keep an eye on him.

Yeah, I know that, but you know...

I can talk to Judge Gregor

and see if she might appoint you guys

as interim caregivers.

Us?

No. No, no. I was thinking, you know,

maybe you could take him and...

You've got to be kidding.

I don't know anything about babies.

Well, you know as much as I do.

Someone else raised my kid, remember?

I think we should do it.

Look, obviously,

whoever left him here chose us.

He's a baby, not a May Day basket.

You don't just select a house at random

and hope the people inside like kids.

Got a point.

I mean, it's more than likely

they chose you folks for a reason.

Come on, honey. It'll be fun.

It's just for a couple days.

Fun for you, maybe.

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