chapter 18

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Harry Thompson drew the curtains so that the light brightened the room.Annette looked beautiful as she lay in bed ,her cheeks flushed and a soft tendril fell over her forehead.
"What are we going to name him?" he asked with enthusiasm.
" I have thought of a name," she began.
" I'm sure it will be good," he answered.
" It's Henry William Thompson," she smiled.
" Oh wonderful," replied Harry keeping the baby in the crib.
He bent down to kiss her forehead.He was so happy.These moments fulfilled his being with joy.
" I'll leave you now while you get your rest.Have impending work to catch up with." said Harry leaving the room crossing the threshold until he passed behind the pillars.
Annette could hear the sound of the car start and the vehicle set off in the direction of the city.
Mrs Boreska served Annette a wonderful breakfast and she felt regaled .Mrs Hobson came into the room asking," Did you sleep well my child?".
" Yes ma ," answered Annette
" Anastasia had called while you were asleep". she continued.
" What for?" asked Annette.
" She said she needed to talk to you urgently."
" I'll call her after awhile." replied Annette.
Annette got changed and took a stroll in the driveway reaching the road almost  She contemplated on Anastasia's overbearing attitude looking after her and the child.She seemed to be oblivious that she was being watched and carried on as if a matter of life and death existed.
She decided to call Anastasia Veronski.
" Hello ,please connect me to nurse Anastasia Veronski please," began Annette.
" Please hold the line ,I'll call her", answered the receptionist.
After a while she heard Anastasia 's breathless voice.
" I'm so glad you called Annette I need a guarantor,"she continued.
" Whatever for", asked Annette.
" The hospital asked me if I had a relative whose name could be used as reference," she said.
" I've done that before and please don't mention it again for this time you'll have to get someone else," said Annette.

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