He looked up at me in complete shock.
His whole face changed.
The smile vanished. The color drained from him.
For a second he just stared at the test like he did not understand what he was seeing.
“Bruce?”
He looked up at me in complete shock.
Then, very quietly, he said, “Before this baby is born, there’s something you need to know.”
“I asked to speak to the doctor alone before our next appointment.”
Every good feeling in me went still.
I sat down across from him.
“What are you talking about?”
Bruce swallowed hard. “Five years ago, when we were still doing testing, the clinic called me directly about one of my samples. I asked to speak to the doctor alone before our next appointment.”
I felt my stomach drop.
Bruce finally raised his eyes to mine.
“Why alone?”
“Because I was scared.”
“He told me my numbers were so low that natural conception was extremely unlikely. He said we needed a repeat test because I had been very sick around that time, and a high fever could affect the results. But all I heard was that I might never be able to father a child.”
