the examination room was suddenly pushed open.
Diego walked in without permission.
Paula followed right behind him.
“Perfect,” Diego said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Now the doctor can finally tell me exactly how many weeks along another man’s child is.”
Dr. Salinas slowly turned her head to look at him.
She looked at Diego.
Then at Paula.
Then her eyes returned to the ultrasound screen.
Her voice rang out calm, but cold and sharp:
“Mr. Diego, before you continue insulting your wife… you need to take a very close look at what is appearing right here….”
PART 2 — THE DATE ON THE SCREEN
Diego gave a contemptuous little laugh.
“What am I supposed to be looking at?”
Dr. Salinas didn’t answer immediately.
She turned the monitor toward him.
“According to the measurements, this pregnancy is approximately ten weeks along.”
Diego stared at her.
Then at me.
“That proves nothing.”
