She wanted to be there, on hand, if Rachel needed her for anything. The GP had called in, and had offered Rachel a sedative. Rachel had refused; she didn’t want to take anything that might have an effect on her baby. Yolanda approved of that decision, but she was not without her own bag of tricks. In her years as a midwife, she had developed a home-brewed potion which would ensure a night of sound sleep to an expectant mother without any danger whatever to the baby. It was basically warm milk infused with a few herbs; a quick trip to the corner shop provided her with all the ingredients she had needed, and Rachel had taken it trustfully, without a word of protest. There was no guest room at the Nortons’ house; it was as if they didn’t expect—or wish—ever to have guests. So Yolanda had dragged sofa cushions into the nursery and fashioned herself a makeshift bed in the room adjacent to Rachel’s. It made a surprisingly comfortable resting place and she slept well.
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