Page 63 of Muskoka Miracle
Sam glanced at Dan. “She’s such a musician, huh?”
“You know it.”
“Oh! Speaking of,” she glanced at Dan, “I meant to talk to you about the Heartsong tour.” Her nose wrinkled. “It’s in mid-October, so just after the regular season starts, and will run for four weeks. Maybe six if tickets sell.”
Six weeks? He hid his disappointment with a dip of his chin. “It starts in Sydney?”
She nodded. “Then goes to Auckland, Manila, then we fly to Durban—”
“Where?” Sam asked.
“South Africa. Then we’d go to London, Paris, then we’re doing the North American east coast, the Midwest, then west coast.”
“It sounds intense.”
She nodded and pushed back her shoulders. “But we’ve done it in the past, so it’s do-able again.”
And if there was no pregnancy that could be affected by all the stress of travel and late nights, then it wouldn’t matter. “You really want to do this?”
“If you get signed again, then yes.”
“If?” Sam scoffed. “Everyone knows he’s the best part of that team. You just need to figure out if you want one year or more.”
“I don’t think this body of mine can take more than one.”
“Then that’s your answer.” Sam rubbed his hands together. “The real question is what will you do next?”
“Why are you looking like that?”
“Because it’s exciting. Like, a new stage of life for you. So what do you want to do with the rest of your life?”
Excellent question.
“I mean, you’ll probably have bundles of joys popping out of your ears—”
Sarah laughed, then quickly sobered. She glanced at Dan.
Okay. The next moment of transparency was here. “Actually, we just got a doctor’s report that suggested that is unlikely.”
Sam blinked. “What?”
Dan held Sarah’s hand as he explained, to Sam’s disbelief.
“No way. I can’t believe that.” He frowned. “And I can’t believe you’re both so calm about this.”
“We weren’t yesterday,” Dan admitted.
Sam nodded. “So that explains the text to stay away.”
Sarah’s hand squeezed Dan’s. “It took a bit to come to terms with, but,” she glanced at Dan, “we’re not choosing to believe it, are we?”
He kissed her hand. “Nope. God can still do miracles.”
“One hundred percent,” Sam said, even as his brow wrinkled.
The room grew silent, as Sam continued to frown at Sarah. Sarah glanced between him and Dan. She lifted her brows, and Dan shrugged. Nope, he didn’t know what was going on with his little bro, either.
Sam finally blew out a breath. “Huh.”
