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Elly ushered me out into the corridor and as we ghosted past the waiting
mothers they cooed at us huddled over our little photo. They would be next and
it was a precious thing.
“Look at him. He is beautiful.” Elly said.
It took me a moment to hear it and process what she was saying.
“Him?”
“Yes. It’s a boy.” She announced.
I picked her up and spun her around just outside the hospital doors. An old man
walking his dog looked at us like we were crazy and took another drag on his
cigarette. We were crazy. We were in love. I believed we were in love. In that
moment I was sure of it. All was right with the World. I was going to be a Dad.
We sat on a park bench and just stared at him, the little spaceman. I didn’t want
it to end. I could have stayed in that moment forever. We were on the edge of
potential.
“To work?” She asked.
“Unfortunately yes.” I answered. “I hope they haven’t burnt the place down.”
“We are real now.” She said.
I wasn’t sure if it was a statement or a question. She kept her eyes on the road
but I could see the tears welling in them.