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Beth nodded. ‘I know this may sound insensitive, but I need to ask you a difficult question in connection with your baby.’
‘What?’ Emma asked anxiously.
There was no easy way to put it. ‘Was your baby born alive and then died or was it stillborn?’ Beth said.
‘Why would you want to know that?’ Emma cried, immediately distressed.
‘It appears there is no record of the death yet.’
‘I don’t know about that. It’s nothing to do with me. The midwife was seeing to it all.’
‘The problem is, you only have five days to register a death,’ Beth said. ‘And that time has gone.’ Emma looked at her, confused. ‘If a baby is stillborn you have longer – forty-two days, but it still has to be registered.’
‘I suppose it was stillborn then,’ Emma said, her eyes filling.
‘I’m sorry,’ Beth said. ‘Don’t you know?’ she asked gently.
‘No. I was in such a bad way. I couldn’t bear to see it. He was born very early, premature, and wasn’t right. We haven’t talked about it since.’
‘So you didn’t see or hold your baby before the midwife took him away?’ Beth asked in the same sensitive tone. She knew parents could spend some time with their dead baby if they wished.
Emma’s reaction wasn’t what she’d expected.
‘No! Of course not. What a dreadful idea. I just wanted him out of here and gone. He wasn’t right. Ian didn’t see or touch him either. The midwife took him and then came back to see to me.’
‘I see, thank you,’ Beth said, as Matt wrote. ‘Are you planning on having a funeral?’
‘No, my mother asked me that. But I don’t understand why you want to know. It’s private.’
‘I’m sorry,’ Beth said. ‘I’m just trying to establish a timeline. There is some suggestion that the baby may have been alive when he left here.’
‘That’s ridiculous! Of course he wasn’t. Can you go now, please?’
‘Yes, I’m sorry I’ve upset you. I don’t need to bother you further. Your midwife will be able to give me the details. What’s her name?’
‘I don’t know,’ Emma replied agitatedly.
‘Her name will be on your maternity records,’ Beth prompted.
Emma didn’t reply.
‘I won’t trouble you further,’ Beth said, standing. ‘I can get the information from your health-service provider. They will have her details.’
‘It’s Anne Long,’ Emma suddenly said. ‘Now I want you to go. I’m not feeling well. I need to lie down.’
‘I’m sorry. Can I call someone to be with you? Your husband?’
‘No. Just go.’
Emma remained in the living room as Beth and Matt let themselves out.
‘What do you make of that?’ Matt asked, once in the car.
‘Not sure. I need to speak to the midwife.’