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here? I’d like to talk to her.’
                  ‘She’s with your parents downstairs. I can send her up, if you’re sure? Wouldn’t you rather have your mum?’
                  ‘No, I’d like to speak with Gloria, please.’
     
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    Gloria Ford was an upright woman in her early fifties. Marisa was a long-term patient of hers and was often visiting the woman’s pleasant surgery on the outskirts of White Bay.
                  Gloria pulled up one of the white wicker chairs positioned in the window bay and sat by the bed. ‘How are you feeling Mrs Coleman?’
                  ‘Exhausted and confused.’
                  ‘Yes, I can perfectly imagine that. It must have been a very unsettling experience. You must have complete rest for the next few days.’
                  Marisa wriggled upright. ‘Eliot said you’d taken blood to run some tests.’
                  Gloria narrowed her eyes. ‘Yes, I want to check your blood sugar levels and make sure you aren’t anaemic.’
                  ‘But you could perform a pregnancy test at the same time?’ Marisa’s face was open and entreating.
                  The doctor’s shoulders slumped. ‘Yes, I could do that, Mrs Coleman. In fact, it would be done as a matter of procedure.’
                  ‘Oh, that’s good, isn’t it? When will I receive the results?’
                  ‘I will call you in a couple of days.’ She clasped her hands together in her lap. ‘But I really don’t think this would be the best of times for you to consider starting a family.’
                  Marisa let out a burst of laughter. ‘What? Dr Ford, you of all people know how long I’ve been trying to have a baby! Eight years we’ve waited! There’s no such thing as a bad time!’
                  Gloria leant forward, her tone gentle. ‘You experienced an anxiety induced hallucination this afternoon. It caused you to nearly end your own life. My advice is that you take a course of counselling sessions with an excellent psychiatrist I know in Dorchester. It may also be a good idea for me to prescribe you a mood stabiliser in the meantime, something to keep your nerves on an even keel.’
                  ‘ No . I will not take any drugs.’
                  The doctor sighed sadly. ‘I thought you might say that. But even if there was a baby, it wouldn’t do it any harm. A child needs a happy and well mum.’
                  ‘I know the spiel Dr Ford, I’ve read every single book and article on the subject. The truth is that not even the experts are certain about the effects of anti-depressants on the development of a foetus.’
                  Gloria lamented the evolution of the overly informed patient. ‘We tend to balance out the probabilities as practitioners. The bottom line is that we need to get you sorted out before we can even consider motherhood as an option.’
                  ‘I’ll go for the counselling, but I refuse to take the pills.’
                  ‘Fine, I’ll contact my friend in Dorchester.’ Gloria paused before adding, ‘and I will have to refer the incident to the mental health team at Dorchester General. You may receive a house call over the following few days.’
                  Marisa let her head fall back against the soft pillow, feeling the fight going out of her. ‘Do what you see fit.’
                  Gloria stood up to leave.
                  Her patient suddenly felt a brief surge of strength and pronounced, ‘but if we do discover that I’m expecting a baby there’s no way you can persuade me to get rid of it. I don’t care if it’s the worst timing on the planet, if I get a chance to have a child, nothing will stop me.’
     
     

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