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Threads of Birthing
Threads of Birthing
Threads of Birthing
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Threads of Birthing

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It was one of the most frustrating things in Marjory's life. Her best friend Emily was pregnant again after years of miscarriages but she wouldn't, couldn't, accept any of Marjory's charms to help her safely bear her child. Political forces from outside of their little village threatened not just Marjory's livelihood but also Emily and her baby's lives. Marjory hoped that she could find a solution before Emily lost yet another baby.

Threads of Birthing is a fantasy story of family, politics and finding a path that protects everyone you care about in dire circumstances.

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Release dateMar 13, 2015
ISBN9781310461491
Threads of Birthing
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Meyari McFarland

Meyari McFarland has been telling stories since she was a small child. Her stories range from SF and Fantasy adventures to Romances but they always feature strong characters who do what they think is right no matter what gets in their way. Her series range from Space Opera Romance in the Drath series to Epic Fantasy in the Mages of Tindiere world. Other series include Matriarchies of Muirin, the Clockwork Rift Steampunk mysteries, and the Tales of Unification urban fantasy stories, plus many more. You can find all of her work on MDR Publishing's website at www.MDR-Publishing.com.

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    Threads of Birthing - Meyari McFarland

    Threads of Birthing

    By Meyari McFarland

    That would work… William whispered, desperate hope blooming in his eyes. It died the next moment as William shook his head no. It won't matter. A member of the town council can't do that, Marjory. It will doom the whole village.

    Stiff-necked old fool! Marjory hissed at him, the frustration of all these years of suffering Emily had gone through flaring into fury. You'll kill her if you keep this up! Father agrees with my reading of the laws. A charm that's old enough is safe. Stronger, too, as they gain power over the years instead of losing it.

    Other Books by Meyari McFarland:

    Fitting In

    Artifacts of Awareness

    A Range of Debts Collection

    The Nature of Beasts

    Captured Debts Collection

    Repair and Rebuild

    Infinite Horizons Collection

    Tales from the Dana Clanhouse

    Storm Over Archaelaos

    Infinite Dreams Collection 2

    Coming Together

    Tales of Adventure

    Tales of Romance

    Following the Trail

    Crafting Home

    Copyright ©2015 by Mary Raichle

    Cover image © Bibidesign | Dreamstime.com - Tea Salon Photo

    All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopy, recording or any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher.

    Requests for permission to make copies of any part of the work should be emailed to me_ya_ri@yahoo.com

    This book is also available in TPB format from all major retailers.

    Dedication:

    This story is dedicated to all the midwives, doctors and nurses who do their best for the patients, no matter what.

    Table of Contents

    Threads of Birthing

    Artifacts of Awareness

    Afterword

    Threads of Birthing

    1. Headscarf

    We're hopeful.

    Emily smiled at Marjory, gently rubbing her belly as if she was afraid that the contact might cause her newly conceived baby damage. Given that Emily had suffered through six miscarriages in the last seven years, she had every right to worry about it. Marjory smiled with all the confidence that she could. The one thing Emily didn't need is more warnings about being careful and cautious. The poor dear barely dared set foot outside of her bed when she was pregnant.

    I'll be praying to Inina for you both, Marjory said as she finished the last few stitches of the new blouse Emily had commissioned. I do hope you'll let me make a new headscarf to go with the blouse. It can be my congratulations for you.

    Oh, that would be too much, Emily said even though she patted her scarf a little self-consciously. You don't have to do that, Marjory.

    Nonsense, Marjory said as she passed the shirt over. I have scraps left over that are just the right size and shape and you know it wouldn't be a bother. You're my best friend. I'd like to make you something fetching, dear.

    Emily ducked her head to hide the pleased smile. The long years of praying for a baby and never successfully carrying one to term had worn her down from a bright happy girl to a thin, too-quiet woman who bit her nails and avoided meeting everyone's eyes. Her husband Darren doted over her, as did Emily's parents and mother-in-law.

    None of that seemed to matter compared to her apparent inability to carry a child to term. Every time Emily saw Louisa or any of the other children in town there was a wounded look about her eyes even if she smiled and laughed for their antics. When Emily looked up her smile drifted away like a mask dropping to the floor.

    I think we've been unlucky before, Emily said, eyes flicking towards the front of the shop. I… I hope that we aren't this time.

    Your father-in-law is still against charms? Marjory asked with her own more lingering look towards the street outside. She didn't see anyone who could overhear them talking. Most of the town was busy catering to the influx of tourists come for the twice a year solstice festival that the Temple on Spider Mountain always hosted.

    Yes, Emily sighed. He thinks they're dangerous. Nothing Darren says will change his mind, I'm afraid. You know that I'd have asked for a charm from you and your mother ages ago if he weren't so stubborn but, well, it's just not worth the arguments.

    Of course it's not, Marjory said even though she really wanted to slap the foolish old man for his stubbornness. Now, since the blouse has roses I thought I'd embroider roses and vines on the headscarf. Red or yellow, do you think? I have a lovely new stock of fine green silk for the leaves and vines, three different shades. Hmm, maybe both red and yellow? How about some nice little white daisies among them?

    Emily started laughing, waving her hands to try and stop Marjory as she went to the shelves for the scraps and

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