Children of the Uprising Collection by Megan Lynch

Author:Megan Lynch [Lynch, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781949090703
Publisher: City Owl Press
Published: 2019-11-27T22:00:00+00:00

They said everyone needed to see the doctor, but they made Denver wait longer to see a specialist. Smiling men in scrubs herded Jude away with the other kids, but no one seemed to mind the fact that Stephen, Bristol, and Samara stayed with her, waiting together.

Not even the doctor seemed to mind. When he arrived and Denver introduced him to everyone, he waved them all into the exam room and patted the stretcher. Denver sat on it while he asked his questions.

“What was the date of your last period?”

These accents were very disorienting. “My what?”

“Period.”

Denver looked at Stephen, who looked back blankly. The doctor scratched his nose. “When did you last bleed?”

Denver glanced at the scrape on her right hand, wondering if the tree she’d brushed the night before had drawn blood. The doctor saw it and gently took her hand. “That doesn’t look so bad,” he said. “What I’m asking is—when did you last bleed from inside?”

Something clicked, but Denver did her best to pretend it hadn’t. “Oh—the period. The date was…November tenth.” Probably not the exact date, but close.

The doctor smiled and took a paper wheel from his pocket, twisting it. Denver eyed the wheel. These were the kinds of tools they tried to avoid back on the outside. She gave herself an internal shake—she guessed she was on the outside again, just a different outside. In the USA, she meant, tools that were somehow both chunky and flimsy were looked down upon. They could always just project a hologram when they needed everyone in the room to see some information. She noticed he wasn’t wearing a watch.

“Your baby is due on August sixteenth. You’re about eleven weeks along.” He took out another tool, a little wand made from plastic, with a springy little cord on the end. “Let’s listen to the heartbeat.”

He pointed the wand on her belly. The machine made a loud shushing noise. Denver stared at her belly. She had only a small notion that a little person was in there at all. She saw the doctor smile before she heard what he heard: a rhythmic pattern in the shushing. It didn’t sound like a heartbeat, but it sounded like something. I’m here. I’m here. I’m here.

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