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“Yes,” I say again.

“A girl.” A tear slips down Tova’s cheek. I lean down and kiss it. “We’re having a girl.” I hear the doctor say that she will give us privacy as she slips out of the room. “How do you feel about that?”

“It’s right.”

“Really? A girl scares some men.”

“It should scare other men that we’re having a baby girl.” Tova bursts into giggles. Fuck, I love that sound.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, little mouse,” I tell her, my hand going to her stomach. “I would love to have all baby girls.”

“Let’s focus on this one for now.”

“For now,” I agree, knowing there will be many more. I can see brown curly-haired, little girls with glasses. We need more Tovas in this world.

That might be the one good thing I do for the universe.