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Ms Zapata, Mr Reade...I have some rather...devastating news for the two of you concerning your baby....
as part of THE PRE-NATAL CARE REGIMEN, we've performed a battery of tests to determine the landmarks
for development of the fetus' vital organs. Your child has a condition known as ANECEPHALY...

She explains what Anencephaly is: a serious birth defect in which a baby is born without parts of the brain and skull.
It is a type of neural tube defect (NTD). As the neural tube forms and closes, it helps form the baby’s brain and skull
(upper part of the neural tube), spinal cord, and back bones (lower part of the neural tube).

The usually briskly efficient, to the point OBGYN has no power over the tears that fill her eyes. "I'm beyond sorry, so
beyond that, beyond sorry...your baby wouldn't live long after birth, if at all. His or her chances of survival after birth are...none. "

Stunned into silence, Tasha says nothing. Her eyes are vacant, blasted...

Reade says, "Re-do the test."

"Mr. Reade..."

"RE--DO IT!, Reade yells, jumping to his feet.

"I'm sorry." Dr. Chu whispers.

Dazedly, Zapata fumbles for her man's hand. "Vamos, Reade. Vamos." (Let's go)

As if in a dream, Reade allows Zapata to lead him from the room. Dr Chu, calls after them.

"My Assistant will call you in a few to determine how you'd like to...proceed. Again,
I can't express how very very sorry I am."

"Thank you."

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Reade scheduled himself and Zapata out of the office for a few days after the horrific
events at their OBGYN. For the most part, Tasha leaves him be; on the third day, however,
she has to act..."Eddie...we have to make a decision, Baby. I've put Dr Chu off as long as I can.
We...I NEED YOU TO HELP ME decide. Please, Reade. It's OUR decision. HELP ME."

"I need another day, OK. One more day, Tash."

"Y mañana, y lluego el dia que sigue, y el que sigue (and then then the next day, and the next)...por
MI bien, por el bien de NOSOTROS-lo discutimos hoy"(for my good-for the good of us BOTH
we discuss it now.)

Reade looks at her, his eyes unreadable. "Discutir matar nuestro bebe?" (Discuss killing our child?)

"We wouldn't be doing that...the baby won't survive-NO POSSIBILITY. I don't believe in abortion, and
I know that you don't...I can't do it, Vida (Love): I can't let our baby be born, be on life support, then pass-

[Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?
Can't live, Can't breathe with no air
It's how I feel whenever you ain't there
There's no air, no air]

"We have to let...him/her go," Reade says, his voice so low that Tasha barely hears him.

"Yes, Baby...we do. You never told your parents, right? About the pregnancy? I never told my Abuela."

"No. It was so early..."

"Call tomorrow? Dr Chu?"

"You'll do it, yeah?"

"We could go in person...tell her together. Get it...get it over with."

Edgar agrees. They sit together awhile longer, then go to their bedroom at 1030. Needing comfort, their
innocent cuddling turns into sex. Not making love-what they need now, TONIGHT, is to fuck
the pain of their decision away. And NO CONDOMS...their need for that precaution is long past.

[Can't live, Can't breathe with no air
It's how I feel whenever you ain't there
There's no air, no air
Got me out here in the water so deep
Tell me how you gonna breathe without me?
If you ain't here I just can't breathe
There's no air, no air
No air, air]