The room is quiet while the three of us watch Doctor James mull over his question. The nurses continue to clean up. One grabs the cords while the other grabs hold of the sonogram. I’m ready for his answer. Jake shuffles from one foot to the other and I know he’s nervous about what he’s going to say. Viktor is like a tall oak tree. He stands still and doesn’t bend to the winds of change.

“We’ll excuse ourselves,” one of the nurses said.

We wait for them to They both bow and exit ...