The Accounting
Pink and furious-looking under the fluorescent tubes with his fists up by his ears.
There was a plastic bassinet with a card taped to the side.
The card said BABY BOY and then the surname line and the surname line was blank.
I sat on the edge of a vinyl mattress in a flannel shirt that smelled of cedar and wrapped it round him over the hospital blanket because there was a draught coming under the door.
“Nobody else is coming,” Perlita said.
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