Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 1297

Being a doctor isn't just tough-it's downright risky sometimes.

Especially if you're one of the good ones.

Tarquin paused for a moment, then turned to look at Elysia.

Elysia just grinned. "I think learning some medical skills is a great idea. Baby's into it, too. I think it's awesome."

Tarquin just stared at her.

He could tell right away-Elysia had absolutely no clue what it actually meant

when Tracey said she wanted to take Baby on as her apprentice.

Put it this way: if word got out, the whole medical community would lose its mind.

The Stevenson family would be beside themselves with jealousy.

Honestly, Tarquin was happy for Baby, and he looked at Tracey with genuine gratitude. "If Grandma's willing to teach her, that's a real blessing for Baby. Thank you, Grandma. It means a lot."

Tracey was delighted that Tarquin hadn't objected. She immediately called to Baby, "Oh, it's no trouble at all! Come on, sweetie, let your great-grandma show you some really neat stuff."

"Okay!" Baby hopped down from Tarquin's arms and grabbed Tracey's hand, bouncing along as they headed toward Tracey's cozy little cottage.

Tarquin slung a basket of herbs over his shoulder and walked behind them with Elysia. They were bringing the fresh herbs over to Tracey's place.

Elysia asked, "Did you guys eat the breakfast I left for you?"

did. Bernard and

"Really? Why not?"

still not back

still gone- and knew Evan was out there with his

didn't really think they were in any danger. She was just concerned they'd get hungry. "It's nearly lunchtime. Aren't they starving

be fine. Evan packed

he'll probably be gone until dinner. I should've guessed. Anyway, are all those poachers taken

it's all sorted out. Don't stress

sigh of relief. That was one less thing on

figures out the right antidote, we can all go home. I just hope there

is still expanding. It'll be

make the antidote?"

to say. There's no

you to catch up with Grandma and Grandpa

"Yeah, you're right."

herbs into Tracey's little

busy

some of her babies"-tiny

seedlings and some

creatures, all floating in glass jars. The sun made them shimmer,

"Look

holding Baby," Tracey said,

"You can this plant's essence,

of wild

you