Life is too short by Trina T (literature books to read .txt) 📕

her?”
“Of course. She is your daughter.”

The doctor led me into the room which held sleeping and screaming babies alike. I followed him until he stopped in front of the crib. “Mr. Khan, meet your daughter. You can take her home anytime.”

I peered into the crib; she looked just like Selena, except she had my dark skin. Everything else was completely Selena. Her bright round blue eyes and her peach fuzz light brown hair. Even her tiny plump face looked like Selena. “Would you like to pick her up?”

My heart started to pound. “I-I don’t know how.” All of this stuff was Selena’s thing. I had no clue about any of it. Selena was supposed to be holding her and feeding her, changing her diaper, feeding her. I didn’t know how to do any of that.

The doctor put his right hand under her head and his left under her butt, gliding her up into the air. He held her out to me and I awkwardly took her into my arms. She was so tiny that she almost completely fit in the palm of one hand. “I’m going to drop her.” I said panicked again. “No you won’t.”

I pulled the little baby closer to my body. She was so warm. “What are you going to name her?” the doctor asked. He had suddenly acquired a clip bored and pen.

“Uh, I don’t know, Selena was going to do that…” I was such a horrible father. I didn’t even know what to name my own baby.

“Well, what do you think she would like?”

I thought about it. I had no idea. None. I’m horrible. “Well, I know what she wouldn’t like.” The doctor gave me a questioning look. “Put Selena down for her name.” the doctor nodded at me and wrote it down.

A few hours later I had my new baby, Selena in my arms. The doctor, who I still didn’t know the name of, walked me out the front doors of the hospital.

“Mr. Khan, I want you to know there was something Selena wanted me to pass along to you.” My heart quickened and my throat got all tight again. “She wanted me to tell you that she loved you very much and she was sorry she wasn’t going to be able to enjoy life at your side. She said she wants you to make a good life for your daughter and that it is alright to move on.” I stiffened at that last statement. Of course Selena would think of that. She was the logical one, the one that thought ahead. “She also said that she will always love you and be watching over you.”

I nodded my head. “Thank you Dr.-”
“Dr. Rosemount.”

“Thank you Dr. Rosemount, for everything…” Again my voice hitched.

He smiled. “You’re welcome. And I am truly sorry about Selena. If you ever need anything don’t hesitate to call.” He shook my free hand and handed me a card with his work number on it. On the back was his house and cell he had written.

“Thank you.”

“You will be fine, I promise.”

And with that, I walked out to my car, put baby Selena in her car seat, and started to slowly drive home; with tears streaming down my face.
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Publication Date: 08-05-2011

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