In comparison, peace and harmony were what’s best.
That night, I stayed at Glenwood Apartments and had a pretty good night’s sleep. I didn’t even hear Summer crying from hunger in the middle of the night.
It was only the following day when Jackson asked me if Summer’s crying had bothered me that I found out.
I shook my head and yawned. “After breakfast,” I said as I looked at him, “remember to accompany me to the hospital.”
Jackson rolled his eyes. “Don’t even think about it. You broke it off for four months; how could you show up when you want to.”
Nick was done in the kitchen. He emerged, clad in a tailor-made suit, and looked very dashing. When Jackson and I came out, he said, “I’ll go into the office in a while. It’s a busy time as we took on some new projects. Here’s some breakfast for you and Summer.”
I nodded and noticed that he slid an egg very carefully onto Jackson’s plate. I felt curious. How did they end up together?
Nick caught me looking. “Doesn’t look appetizing?” he said.
I shook my head and changed the subject. “Did John leave a young lady at your company?”
Jackson pondered for a moment. “Are you referring to the one called Yvonne?”
“That’s her.” I nodded.
Jackson paused to take a sip of milk. “I don’t know what’s going on right now with them. John told me that it was your intention, so I took her in.”
What?
When did I say such a thing?
Jackson saw me frown. “It’s her first day today. Do you want me to keep an eye on her?”
“No, that won’t be necessary,” I replied. “I was just curious.”
Nick was in a hurry; he left shortly afterward. Jackson and I had some breakfast, and I pestered him again to take me to the hospital.
An hour later, we were at the gynecologist’s consultation room.
Jackson held Summer as I sat opposite the doctor’s office. I asked sheepishly, “Doctor, it was four months since I delivered my child. Since she died, I couldn’t produce any more milk. Is it still possible to breastfeed now?”
The gynecologist was a woman of fifty or so. She cast a glance to Jackson at my side and the child in his arms, and said, “Under normal circumstances, that would be impossible. Of course, there is a small chance to, as many new mothers are able to breastfeed up to six months after delivery. But it all depends on the individual.”
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