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Chapter Ninety-Four: The Community Finds Itself
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ALPHA DOM AND HIS HUMAN SURROGATE Chapter Ninety-Four: The Community Finds Itself
Diane comes to the Thursday dinner.It's two weeks after the break room conversation. She arrives at the Italian restaurant looking the way people look when they're walking into something significant and have decided that composure is the right approach. Practical. Shoulders back. Taking in the room the moment she enters it.She stops just inside the door and reads the room.Six of us already at the table. Me and Thalia and Margot, who is still in Chicago, and Adaeze and Soren who have been here since November. Ezra at the end.Diane stands in the doorway and reads the room and something happens in her face.The same thing that happened in Margot's face when I walked into the hotel lobby four months ago.Recognition.Not of faces. Of frequency.The quality. The connection of a room full of people who carry the same thing which you just have to feel. She crosses to the table.and takes a sit. She then looks around at the six of us."You all feel like that," she says."Like what?" Thali
ALPHA DOM AND HIS HUMAN SURROGATE Chapter Ninety-Three: Twelve Years in the Same Room
The name on the screen is Diane Okafor.My charge nurse.Twelve years we have worked together. Twelve years of her handing me patient files and telling me to eat before I leave and saying you have a face when she means something is wrong. Twelve years of her running the ER with the specific combination of warmth and competence that makes everyone around her better at their job.Twelve years of her reading the room.Every room. Always.I look at the name. Surprised.Then I look at Dominic.He is very still."You know her," he says."Twelve years," I say. "My charge nurse."He looks at the phone."Does she know?" he says."I don't know," I say. "Rosamund says close to me and that I may know her. Not that she knows."I look at the wall.Diane Okafor.Who said you look different when I came back from Albuquerque.Who reads patients the way I read patients and has always called it experience and has nineteen years of calling it that.Who said pain has information, listen to it, the first y
ALPHA DOM AND HIS HUMAN SURROGATE Chapter Ninety-Two: What Ordinary Looks Like Now
February becomes March and Lucia now looks different. Grown.Not dramatically actually, just incrementally. The way all real things grow, in the small daily accumulations that you don't notice until you look back and the distance is larger than you expected.She is two weeks old. Three weeks. Four.She sleeps in patterns and feeds with the determination of someone who has decided that eating is worth taking seriously. She looks at the world with the insight and attention that has been hers from the first night and that I have stopped being surprised by and started simply accepting as who she is.She is Lucia and she is just exactly herself from the beginning.The apartment settles into what it is now. Three people rather than two. The specific choreography of a life that has added a new center of gravity and is finding its balance.I learn things. Things I'd have said was fascinating.How to make coffee one-handed. How to read during feeds with the phone propped at the right angle. Ho
ALPHA DOM AND HIS HUMAN SURROGATE Chapter Ninety-One: Seven Green Shoots
I look at the photograph for a long time.Seven small green shoots pushing up through the New Mexico ground in February.Adobe foundations and two carved stones and yellow flowers and now this.Seeds that Paz planted days ago, seeds that have been in a sealed box for a hundred years, seeds that by any reasonable botanical understanding should not be doing anything yet in February soil.It's already growing.I show Dominic.He looks at the photograph and is quiet for a moment."Adobe holds heat," he says. "The foundation walls. They'd create a microclimate.""Yes," I say."That's probably the explanation," he says."Probably," I say.We look at each other.Neither of us says the other thing. The other thing doesn't need saying. Some things are just allowed to be what they are without requiring a complete explanation.I send the photograph to the group chat.Responses come from Edinburgh where the session has just closed and five people are standing in a formal chamber corridor with the
ALPHA DOM AND HIS HUMAN SURROGATE Chapter Ninety: Edinburgh
February twelfth arrives at four in the morning Chicago time.I am already awake.Lucia is well fed and settled in the small bassinet beside the bed. She sleeps with the complete commitment of someone who has decided that sleep is worth doing properly. Without no stress in the world. Her face in the dark is the most precious thing I have ever looked at.Dominic is awake beside me. With his gruffy hair, signs of beards and the sleepy eyes, I wonder how he still manage to look so handsome.We don't speak. We lie in the dark and we wait for the group chat to tell us the delegation is in the building.At four-oh-seven Margot texts."We're here. Outside the Conclave chamber. Ready."Then Adaeze: "Room energy is different from what I expected.""How?" I text."Expectant," she says. "Like it's waiting."I look at the ceiling.A room that has been waiting.Since 1847.At four-fifteen the five of them go in.I know this because the group chat goes quiet, which is its own kind of signal. Phone
ALPHA DOM AND HIS HUMAN SURROGATE Chapter Eighty-Nine: The First Five Days
The first day is just us.No visitors except Petra, who doesn't count as a visitor because she was there. She stays for the morning and holds Lucia twice and cries both times without apology and then says she's going to get food and does, returning with the specific items from the specific place I mentioned wanting in my third trimester and saying nothing about the fact that she remembered.She remembered.I sleep in fragments. The sleep of the first day, not rest exactly, more like the body pressing pause between the things it needs to do. Lucia sleeps in the same rhythm. We are already synchronized in the way that people who have been sharing a body for thirty-five weeks are synchronized.Dominic is in the chair. Watching.He is always in the chair.When I wake he is awake. When I sleep I am aware of him being present in the room the way I am aware of the light, fundamentally and without requiring verification.On the second day I hold Lucia at the east-facing window of the hospital
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