Diagnosis: Daddy

Alexis burrowed into Mia’s arms, tucking her head tightly beneath Mia’s chin. “I’m sorry,” she whispered.

“No, don’t be sorry. It’s okay to cry when you need to.”

Sniffling, Alexis murmured, “Aunt Tricia didn’t like it when I cried. She said it made her sad.”

“It’s okay to be sad sometimes,” Mia replied, instinctively rocking the child against her. “Especially when you’ve lost someone you loved. I cry when I’m sad, too.”

Her breath catching, Alexis pulled back just a little, her tear-streaked face just visible in the bluish night light. “You do?”

“Of course I do.” Mia brushed a damp strand of hair away from the little girl’s mouth. “And when I’m feeling scared and lonely, I lean on my friends. I’m your friend, Alexis. You can lean on me tonight, okay?”

Alexis snuggled against her again, her sobs quieting. “I miss my grandma.”

“I know you do, baby. I’m sorry.”

“Does he want me here?”

The non sequitur confused her for a moment, but then she rested her head on Alexis’s soft hair and murmured, “Of course your daddy wants you here, honey. He’s just a little nervous. Like you are. He wants you to like him and he wants to be a good daddy to you.”

Alexis lifted her head again. “He’s nervous?”

“Oh, yes. This is all new to him, too. But he’s very glad you’re here, Alexis.”

A sound came from the doorway. Connor stood silhouetted by the hall light behind him. “I heard talking. Is everything okay in here?”

Looking over Alexis’s head, Mia replied lightly, “Yes, we’re fine. Alexis is just getting accustomed to her new bedroom.”

“Oh.” Although she couldn’t see his expression very well in the shadows, she could tell that he felt uncertain of what he should do now. A little left out, perhaps, because Mia seemed to be handling everything without him? “Can I get you anything, Alexis?” he asked.

“No, thank you.” Even though still a bit thick from her tears, the child’s voice was steady. “I’m sorry I woke you up.”

“I wasn’t asleep. Y’all let me know if you need anything from me, okay?”

Mia answered for them both. “We will. Good night.”

“Um, good night.” Slowly, he turned away, pulling the door almost closed behind him to give them privacy.

“Will you stay with me for a little while?” Alexis asked in a whisper.

“Of course I will. I’ll lie right here until you go to sleep.”

They nestled into the pillows together. Mia lay awake, staring at the ceiling and worrying, long after Alexis drifted off to sleep.

A substitute teacher filled in for Mia on Tuesday so that she could stay with Alexis while Connor attended lectures that morning. She and Connor had arranged for her to pick him up at the medical school campus at 1 p.m. From there, they would have lunch and then go together to register Alexis in school. He had already called a private elementary school near his house and made an appointment with the registrar for 2:30 p.m.

He could have enrolled her in public school, of course, but this one was much more convenient location-wise and had an excellent reputation. The tuition was affordable, barely, he’d admitted to Mia. He would be dipping into his loan money to pay it, but he figured it was worth the expense to have her so close by. The school also provided after-hours care until Mia was able to pick up Alexis every afternoon, which made it an even more appealing choice.

With so much extra time that morning, Mia decided it was as good an opportunity as any to do some shopping. She fastened Alexis into the backseat of her little car and took her to a shopping center near Connor’s house in midtown Little Rock, only a few miles from the medical school campus. Holding hands, they entered a reasonably priced home furnishings store in search of bedding suited to a little girl. Less than an hour later, they walked out again carrying full shopping bags.

Alexis appeared delighted with the pastel pink, yellow, mint and lavender striped comforter Mia had found on a clearance rack. Mia was pleased with the price, a full sixty percent off retail. She’d had enough of the money Connor had given her left over to buy two sets of pastel sheets, also on sale, and a couple of throw pillows in coordinating solids, one round, the other heart-shaped. Instead of heavy curtains, she’d bought pink sheers.

As her own contribution to the cause, she’d bought a lamp with a lavender porcelain bottom and a shade with pastel polka dots that matched the colors in the comforter. By the time they arranged Alexis’s toys around the room and hung a few framed posters on the walls, the room would be perfect for a six-year-old girl, she decided in satisfaction.

“I like my stuff,” Alexis said as Mia fastened her into the car again. “My room is going to be pretty.”

“Yes, it will be. Just like you.”

Alexis giggled, her mood dramatically different from her sadness during the night.

Connor waited at the corner where they’d agreed to meet. He climbed into the passenger seat, tossing the backpack that held his textbooks and laptop computer into the backseat next to Alexis. “What have you ladies been up to this morning? Did you get your shopping done?”

Alexis nodded, a bit shy now that he’d joined them, but still smiling. “I got a new comforter. It’s pink and purple and green and yellow, and it’s beautiful. It’s in the trunk.”

“I can’t wait to see it,” he assured her, giving Mia a look that expressed his pleasure with Alexis’s good mood.

She smiled back at him. “You’ll be even happier when you see the receipt,” she assured him. “We found bargains.”