"Friesner, Esther - Sea-Section" - читать интересную книгу автора (Friesner Esther M)

"Is there some problem we can sue you for later, Doctor?" Justin asked calmly.

"You want to shake a suture there stitching me up?" Jennifer suggested. "I'd like to hold my son."

"Not... just...yet," he replied. His hands were trembling. He could not look away. His dreadful fascination was so compelling that, as happens at the site of all disasters, he soon drew a crowd. Within seconds Jennifer found herself all alone on the boring side of the drapes.

"What is it?" she clamored. "What's going on?"

"Oh...my...God." The nurse held her fingers to her lips -- actually her rubber gloves to her mask.

"Possibly," the pediatrician conceded.

"Is that the head?"

"Are there five fingers on that hand?"

"Is that a hand?"

"Are those wings?"

"Can I keep the lemur?"

"Is it all right if we name her Julie if she's a girl and Jason if she's not?" asked Jennifer.

"Better make a third choice," the chief ob-gyn panted, up to his elbows in history. "Just to be sure."

"Is Darwinism covered by my medical insurance?" asked Justin.

"Ontogeny anticipates phylogeny," said the anesthesiologist.