Cassie is bereft; it is Christmas time, the happiest season of the
Ted How’s Mark?
Cassie I don’t know. “West” he said.
Ted There’s a lot of west.
Cassie Yeah. We went to the doctor. He took one look at the sonogram and said, “That doesn’t look a goddamned thing like me, Cass. How do I even know it’s mine?” Right there in front of the technician he said that. And then he dropped me off. And wished me a Merry Christmas. And a Happy New Year. And he left.
**Ted **Maybe he’s coming back.
Cassie I don’t think so.
Cassie reaches into her pocket and pulls out a neatly creased sheet of paper. She offers it out to Ted. He unfolds the sonogram. .
Cassie (cont’d, with a smile she can’t suppress) It’s a girl.
Cassie’s smile melts away to tears. She turns and studiedly watches the muted television. Ted