The consultation passed without her noticing.

She had only gone to the first appointment at her parents’ house without them noticing her visit to the doctor.

She had started taking the prenatal pills as she read about the symptoms and stages of pregnancy on the internet.

When she confessed this to Dr. Troy, his eyes widened wildly, and he wanted to jump off the nearest bridge.

“Poor baby!” he exclaimed.

That alone made Melody feel like the vilest of mothers.

“I don’t have health insurance. I didn’t know what else to do,” she defended herself. She felt it was the only thing left for her to do.

Timothy was sitting in a chair next to her. He gave the impression of being uncomfortable, but he hadn’t wanted to leave when she proposed.

“I’ll stay and check in with the doctor,” he had told her.

She trusted the angels that he would not judge her, as the OB/GYN was doing.

“I’m not saying you’re a bad person.”

“You’ve made that quite clear,” she attacked him.

“Not intended Ma’am...Miss,” the man scratched his head and continued, “Melody.”

“No. I’m not married either. Is that bad too? I thought we were in the twenty-first century, where women can be single mothers. How old are you? Thirty? You have an uncanny knack for bringing out my temper.”

“That’s a lot,” she heard Timothy mutter.

She let out a snort and raised her eyes to the ceiling.

“Let’s get on with it,” the doctor said after a few seconds of awkward silence.

She answered every question the doctor asked, about dates of last period and when she had last had sex. This question made her cough and Melody could see Timothy smile.

“What?” she asked him, crossing her arms. “Do you want to be beaten by a pregnant woman?”

“I didn’t say anything,” Timothy defended himself by mimicking her arms-crossed gesture.

“You seem to be amused by when was the last time, I had sex, do you also want to know where I did it and what positions I did it too?”

Melody’s eyes were twinkling and her nose, though small, was flaring with the air coming out. She was angry and it showed right away.

“Let’s focus,” the doctor said interrupting Melody and Timothy’s staring exchange.

“What else do you want to know?” she needed to get that over with to get the hell out of there and avoid further embarrassment, at least for the day.

She had this incredible knack for falling over, dropping things on herself, hot, cold, temperature-wise. She was a real spectacle of a clumsy person.

Since she was a little girl, she had always had clumsy feet and hands. Everything slipped, especially when she was distracted.

“Do you know if the father has any degenerative family diseases or special conditions?”

Melody felt Timothy’s eyes on her again, and she felt judged again.

“Timothy,” she heard the doctor address him for the first time since they greeted each other as they entered the office. “Would you be so kind as to leave us for a moment? I think there are things that it’s better for Melody to feel more relaxed.”

at them both and after a long moment without saying anything, mumbled something in Italian and left the office.

she

a good man,” the

temper and overwhelming her ideas, but he was certainly a good man. To be willing to pay for a medical consultation and stay to make sure she wasn’t charged,

her his help. More so to her who he knew was

told

you. You must think

me, they will, even if I say anything, because they will know I don’t mean it in a bad way.”

we have the same mood or the same willingness to put up with slights from the people we

different man from Timothy, although there was no

a piercing, curious look, blue eyes, and a slightly broad nose. His chin had a little stripe down the middle, the kind that is striking to female eyes, but at that

clearing his throat, “is the father

understand what

a record on the baby and its development; I

opening a record because I’m not coming back,” she told him in confusion. “Just like Timothy told you, I’m just coming in for a quick checkup, so you

to rule out any abnormalities. You look fine to me, to be honest. To me, you’re just

her off that he minimized her pain, as

delivered over twenty children in less than three years. I have quite a bit of experience

and wombs,” she said.

corrected her,

“I’m sorry.”

apologize. I can see why Timothy is with you,” the doctor said smiling and shaking

me,” she didn’t know how the doctor had come to that conclusion, no one in their right mind seeing the two of them, would think that someone like her would be with such a rich and

of my business. Let’s

and accentuating each word. “Timothy and

doctor was looking at her with his curious eyes,

father?

the feeling that was beginning to take over her mind and heart. The doctor had played with

long it had

She liked the Italian!

about the father,” she said feeling slightly embarrassed.

should know about? Do you suffer from anything? Diabetes?

“Aside from my bipolar...”

looked at her without laughing and began to

she begged him, laughing.

“I see.”

I’m a little nervous,” she excused herself. “I talk a lot when I’m nervous. Well normally I talk a

doctor interrupted, smiling. “Don’t worry. It’s normal. You’re a new mom. It’s normal to

course!” she

I have to ask to someone who is as young as you are and single.”

not young. Twenty-two is not being young. Five hundred years ago women got pregnant at thirteen.”

married by agreement between families at thirteen and got pregnant immediately to consummate their marriage and have an early

Of history I don’t know,” she got up with the intention of leaving. “I’m not giving up my son, I’m not giving him away, I’m having him and I’m sick of people constantly

out to her looking worriedly

going to ruin my

admirer,” he gestured for her to sit down and looked at her with his eyebrows knocked down, giving an expression of

going to give it up. I won’t give my baby to

agreed. “Now let’s get you weighed and

little white paper prescription

Timothy as soon

Thanks for all this Timothy, you don’t have to stay. You’ve lost your meeting because of

apart because I missed a meeting,” he told her as he shoved his hands in his pockets. “Let’s go

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