Jess found himself back in a very familiar place. The white walls and the smell of disinfectant in the air was so undeniable that even if he closed his eyes, he would still knew that he was back in the private hospital where his wife gave birth. Everything was as it was ten months ago. The bed where his wife was lying down, the apparatus around the bed and the same anxious look on her face as they awaited the arrival of their baby. What puzzled him was that also he saw himself standing right beside his own wife, with his hand holding her the same way that he did before. And no one seemed to pay any attention to him as he stood by the door.
And then came the doctor and a nurse with his baby in the doctor’s arms. But his son’s face was not visible for a thick white blanket cov
