35. Heirs of Fire

Alma

“My Love, everything is going well,” Egan’s voice filled my ears. He had a nervous smile on his face and a look of absolute love in his hazel and blue eyes.

Marion was right behind him, a white bundle on her arms. “Alma, this is your son,” she beamed as tears of joy slid down her face.

She brought the little bundle closer to me and an insanely huge smile formed on my face as I saw his little red one, his perfect little nose and his big open eyes looking intently at me.

“I love you so much, my Ruby,” Egan pressed a couple of kisses on my head, and reached to take the baby from Marion’s arms to show our baby boy to me.

As she was about to give the baby to Egan, even though I shouldn’t be feeling anything in my downtown area, I felt a scorching burning sensation that made me scream out loud. I was on fire, literally.

I couldn’t really discern what was happening, everything was blurry and hazy. All at once, I heard yelling, sobs, baby cries, Doctor Emily saying something and Egan