Aaron
I leave Annie's room. I know there are many people who want to see her, and I can't stay inside all the time. So, I decide to take a walk around the nursery area to see the beautiful little angel who has just been born.
"Good afternoon, miss. The baby of Annette Johnson?" The young woman gives me a smile and asks who I am. I can't say I'm the father, so I make up a title.
"I'm her uncle." The young woman asks for identification, but I don't have anything on hand. I'm still wearing the clothes they lent me to enter the operating room. "I don't have my wallet, but look, I was in the delivery room with the mother." The girl hesitates but finally allows me to approach. The little one is sleeping sweetly. I put my hands in the gloves and caress him. I think Ángel knows who I am because
