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‘You have a son, congratulations,’ he said. ‘Your baby’s heart and lungs are fine. He’s a little on the small side but will probably make it up. You’re eating well and taking plenty of fluids?’
‘Yes,’ Jan said.
‘He appears to have a slight irregularity in the formation of his feet. But it’s nothing to worry about and can be fixed with an operation once he’s born.’
‘An irregularity? Is it serious?’ Chris asked.
‘It doesn’t appear to be. You’ve heard of a club foot? It’s similar to that.’
‘What caused it?’ Jan asked.
‘We don’t really know, but it is correctable. We’ll keep an eye on it and scan again in four weeks.’
‘Should we be worried?’ Jan asked.
‘No. It’s minor.’ He smiled and touched her arm reassuringly. ‘I’ll leave you with the nurse now.’
With another smile, he left the room.
‘Better to be safe than sorry,’ the nurse said brightly. ‘How many photos would you like?’
‘Three, please,’ Jan said, while Chris said nothing and looked deep in thought.
SIXTY-SEVEN
The following morning, Chris stopped by Lillian’s store on his way to work. He didn’t want to buy anything, but he needed to talk to her. He waited as she finished serving a customer and then stepped forward.
‘Lovely to see you,’ she said. ‘Everything OK? Jan was in here yesterday. How did the scan go?’
‘It’s a boy,’ Chris said proudly. ‘I’ve brought a scan photo to show you.’ He took the photo from his pocket and handed it to her.
‘Wonderful. Congratulations,’ Lillian said, genuinely pleased.
‘Thank you.’
‘What’s the matter? You seem worried?’
‘Does he look all right to you?’ Chris asked. ‘I mean, I know the image isn’t wonderful, but does he look like a baby should at eighteen weeks? I didn’t go with Camile for her scan, so I’ve got no idea.’
‘Yes, of course. Why shouldn’t he?’
‘The doctor said he isn’t as big as he should be so they’re going to scan again in four weeks.’
‘It happens,’ Lillian said stoically. ‘When I was expecting my youngest I was told the same. He was eight pounds when he was born. They catch up.’
‘That’s what the doctor said, but they also think he may need an operation on his feet. It seems there’s an irregularity in the formation of his feet.’
Lillian peered more closely at the photo. ‘Well, I suppose they know what they’re talking about, but I can’t see much wrong.’ She looked up.
‘Like a club foot,’ Chris added.
‘Well, that’s not serious, is it?’
‘I don’t think so.’