Chapter 55

If it weren't for the sleeping baby, I would have gone flying out of that damn chair, this damn floor, this damn house and just gone somewhere else. Okay. Maybe I was being dramatic. I mean, there wasn't so much to holding a kid and letting them sleep on you. Just accept the stupid compliment and move on.  "Thanks." I force out with a small smile and Calla, of course, returns it with an even bigger smile. "Everything looks to be going good, Calla. Another healthy pregnancy. Count your lucky stars." Dr. Ackhart voices and I swear, I've never been so glad to hear another persons voice. "Would you like photos, as usual?" "Of course. You know I love hanging them on the fridge." She giggles and Dr. Ackhart smiles, handing her a towel in the process and as he exits the room and yanks the curtain back. Calla wipes the goo from her stomach and pulls her shirt down.  The lights flicker on and Dr. Ackhart re-emerges. H