Chris arrived at the maternity ward in Desert Medical Women's and Children's hospital. Security was very tight and Chris was locked between an electronic door until Maddy cleared his entry.
The baby was in the newborn nursery, while Maddy, at 45 was recovering from a marathon rush into Ceasarian-style motherhood. The baby pulled out of her stomach was a pink cherub with golden hair, Chris's coloring. Maddy's olive complexion and tar-colored hair, had been wiped away by the gene goddess from her child's visage.
The charge nurse buzzed Chris in and immediately placed on ID wristband on him: Baby#39, Mother: Maddy. Father: Chris. Leading him towards the glass window overlooked the nursery, he finally saw her. Snuggled in her crib and the baby nurse swaddled her and smoothed her animal printed cap on her head.
"She's a rose," the nurse said. Chris's heart leapt and he asked how soon would he be able to hold her.
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I especially love the second graph here. The idea of 'the baby pulled out of her stomach,' 'Maddy's olive complexion and tar-colored hair' 'wiped away by the gene goddess.' It's such original language, and so perfect for these characters!
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