"Hello Darling!" Barbara exclaimed surprised her husband Bufford Holt entered the room.
Bufford Holt was a tall thin man, he was wearing scrubs and looked serious and concerned. He walked passed his wife, ignoring her, and straight to Bianca who had intently fixed her eyes on him baffled by his presence.
"Bianca, I asked your doctor to let me speak to you because for all practical purposes you are family." Bianca's heart felt as if it had stopped beating and a sickness began rising from the depth of her abdomen. She had maybe spoken directly to Mr. Holt three times before. Mrs. Holt had always done all of the talking at the social functions the Bianca had attended. Bufford would always be present just long enough to make himself seen then he would vanish and not return. Bianca always imagined that this was because Barbara drove him as crazy as she drove everyone else, and that these functions afforded him the opertunity to break free of her, if only for a brief time, and enjoy some peace. Mr. Holt speaking to her now...here, and calling her sort of family was bizarre beyond description. It was also disturbing. It was disturbing that she was sitting a a room with her soon to be inlaws, one of which had never cared for her and the other had barely aknowledged her presence in the world. It was disturbing that he knew what was happening to her and she didn't and most of all it was disturbing that everyone but Tyler was involved in this affair when he was the only thing that connected any of them to each other in the first place. "Bianca it appears that you are about 11 weeks pregnant." He paused waiting for Bianca's acceptance of that first blow. Bianca thought to herself this must be something they are taught to do, but the agony of waiting for whatever news was following that statement was all that she could feel. Barbara was silent too, Bianca didn't look over at her but could still feel her presence and now with surreal intensity. "O-ok-" Bianca stammered nodding.
"the baby is where it is supposed to be. It has a heartbeat and it would appear that the pregnancy has progressed normally so far."
"Oh my God, this is just unbelievable---" Barbara hissed before Mr. Holt turned to her and lifted his hand palm out, like her was shooting a laser beam at her.
"Quiet yourself Barbara, or leave" Mr. Holt ended it before she could begin without engaging any further.
Pregnant. Pregnant with a healthy child. A part of Bianca felt elated, another part felt dissapointment, she instantly felt guilty for the dissapointment, but the timing was so poor, and her circumstances not ideal. She hadn't even considered having children yet, the thought was foreign to her. She still felt like a child. How could this be happening.
"Bianca, you are not well though. It's going to require more testing to confirm my suspicions, however you have lesions on your uterus, your ovaries and your cervix."
"Suspicions of what Mr. Holt?" Bianca was trembling all over, her teeth chattering inside of her mouth. She knew what. She knew all too well what he was suspecting but she needed to hear it said to her so she accept it that it was her body that they were discussing.
"Cancer, Bianca. I suspect that it is cancer and I believe based on the little that I have seen that is aggressive and spreading rapidly."
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