In three days, we were out of the hospital. I had to find a better place to stay since I was already with a baby; I and Angus were plus one.
The breeze began to blow as fast as noon appeared, inducing sleep from me. I began to shut my eyes little by little, but I couldn't leave my baby, who just wouldn't have a nap but kept disturbing me with cries.
I could remember that the nurse who treated me and saw that I was delivered of the baby, gave me her contact. She didn't want to lose touch with me.
I picked up my phone.
“Hello, miss.” I greeted her.
“Hey!” The nurse replied instantly. “Please, who is on this call?”
“It's me.” I snapped. “I just left your hospital some days ago. I was delivered of a baby. I was wondering whether it was male or female…”
“Oh…” the nurse recalled.
