He shut the door behind himself, heading for where he heard her voice, leading with his head as he tended to, especially when his hat was on. One of the back rooms. There she was, standing in the middle of an array of boxes he hadn't gotten around to moving. After what often turned into long work days and traipsing in at sometimes ten or eleven at night (if not later)...Raylan felt a stab of guilt. It was an excuse, and he knew that. Keys still in his hand, he lingered in the doorway, brow furrowing slightly.
"Doctor says you shouldn't be doin that." It was only the mildest of reprimands; he knew he should have made time so she wouldn't have had to do this at all. His eyes fell briefly to her growing bump.
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He shut the door behind himself, heading for where he heard her voice, leading with his head as he tended to, especially when his hat was on. One of the back rooms. There she was, standing in the middle of an array of boxes he hadn't gotten around to moving. After what often turned into long work days and traipsing in at sometimes ten or eleven at night (if not later)...Raylan felt a stab of guilt. It was an excuse, and he knew that. Keys still in his hand, he lingered in the doorway, brow furrowing slightly.
"Doctor says you shouldn't be doin that." It was only the mildest of reprimands; he knew he should have made time so she wouldn't have had to do this at all. His eyes fell briefly to her growing bump.