PART 2 My hands were shaking when I opened the envelope. Inside was a photo. A tiny baby in a hospital blanket, wearing a knitted hat. And a card, written in careful handwriting. “Mr. Bernard,

“You know,” she said to me, “you never did deliver anybody else’s baby.”

“Once was enough,” I said.

Little Bernard grabbed my finger and wouldn’t let go.

THE END.

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