Theopolda's Quest

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Linda Wisely. Theopolda's Quest
Dedication Page
Theopolda's Quest
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Glossary of Italian Words and Phrases used in this Book
AUTHOR NOTES
Photo and Original Content Attribution
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"Push, push! I can see the head," the old fat midwife ordered the young woman on the narrow, hard bed. Her hair was wet and stringy, her face wet with perspiration from the many hours of labor. She strained obediently until her face turned red, as the infant moved out of her exhausted, pain-racked body. She let out a loud triumphant scream, and the tiny baby girl met the world.
There was an expectant hush over the room. No cry was heard. The midwife held the baby upside down and gave her a short swat on her little round bottom. First was heard a gurgle, then the cry they had all been anxiously awaiting after 36 hours of labor. The sheets on the bed were crumpled and twisted under the woman. "Let me see my baby. Let me hold it." she cried.
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"Don't be a bambino (baby)," Will said. "I want to see how far this tunnel goes."
Theo huddled close to him, clinging to his arm as though he might disappear. As they wandered further into the dark, moldy smelling tunnel, Theo was surprised at the extent of her fear. She had to fight an increasingly overwhelming desire to turn and run out of the catacombs. She began to fidget and look back towards the entrance. She calmed a little when she saw Sagan standing in the dim light of his lantern still reading inscriptions in the other chamber. When Will heard her heavy, terrified breathing, he felt an uncharacteristic tenderness towards her. He turned and put his arm around her waist and hugged her close in reassurance. Theo looked up at him in surprise. He gave her an affectionate smile, as though this were a common occurrence. She couldn't help noticing how firm his muscles were under his shirt. She looked down quickly, not wanting Will to see how flustered she was.
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