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"Is she hurt?" Lance asked, afraid to hear his answer.
"Well, like I said, she don't know who she is. Doc said she has am… I can't pronounce the word. She can't remember who she is. That's why it took me a while to figure it out. If I hadn't seen the poster, I wouldn't have."
"Take me there, now." Lance told him.
Weamer gulped the coffee down as Lance hollered for George.
"He found Trudy! She's alive!" Lance yelled.
Chico heard and came running, "You found her?"
"Weamer did. Thanks to the posters. She's at the docs in Ft. Worth. We're going there now. Chico will you hitch the buggy for me."
"Si." Chico smiled.
George scratched his head, "See, I told you sometimes these things work out."
Lance didn't waste any time following Weamer into Ft. Worth. In his head he went over what Weamer had told him. Trudy didn't know who she was? God, but she was alive, that's what counted. He couldn't wait to see her again.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Doc Graham was a middle-aged man with brown-gray hair and light blue eyes. He was short, and wore spectacles, but he was quite sharp and witty. When Weamer introduced them, the doc asked him to sit down.
"Did Mr. Weamer tell you about your wife's condition?"
"Just that she couldn't remember who she was."
"Amnesia is what they call it. It often happens when a person has been traumatized. And we aren't sure what caused it."
"Well, that much I can tell you. A tornado caused it. She was in the yard when it happened. It took her up in it and I guess dropped her."
Weamer came over to them now, "It must have carried her about five miles, because she was on my property when I found her, all tangled in some brambles, moaning."
"Was she hurt badly doc?" Lance asked with trepidation.
She had a head injury, not much else though. She did have some internal bleeding and so I checked her and that's when I found out something else."
The doc shook his head, "The head injury is probably what caused the memory loss, but I must tell you something quite miraculous."
"Oh," Lance looked concerned. "What's that?"
"Your baby is fine."
"B-baby?" Lance's eyes widened. "My baby? You mean… She's pregnant?" Lance's heart started pounding now. He couldn't believe in miracles before, but now, he wasn't so sure. Trudy was pregnant, with his baby? God, he closed his eyes and murmured his thanks.
"You didn't know?" the doctor looked astounded.
"Well doc, I been gone on a trail drive or months, just got back. My house was blown away by the tornado along with her. I had no idea. You mean," he stopped, as a big goofy smile broke over his face, "I'm gonna be father?" Lance smiled like a silly school boy.
"In about four months give or take a few." The doctor smiled.
"You mean it picked her up took her five miles down
the road, and the baby is alright too?" Lance swallowed.
"That's what I mean. And I guess you know for her to have survived this, and the baby, is nothing short of
a real miracle."
