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It is my Child (Conti)

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Sally's mother and father enter the room. They look at Gerald, they are shocked.
"Gerald?"
"Yes madam?"
"I am so...so..."
"It is alright madam."
"What happened my son?"
"I was leaving somewhere entering the main road and did not see the oncoming lorry. It hit me in the rear end, crushing my legs. I have just been told they had to amputate them."
"Sorry, so sorry about that. It would seem we came at a wrong time. Let us go Mama Sally."
"No please, we need to talk, sir."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes please have a seat."
Sally's father takes a seat while his wife stands, still shocked. She starts crying.
"Please madam, don't; let us thank God I am alive."
Sally's father goes to her, takes her into his arms and makes her sit.
"Relax dear, we need to know what is wrong with our children. Calm down Mama Sally."
She continues to sniffle and weep. Her husband offers her his handkerchief from his coat pocket and then he sits down next to her.
"Now my son, what is going on?"
"Well...I got information that my ex-girlfriend had my baby."
It was at this moment that Milly steps in, with her 'child'.
"Who are you young lady?"
"My name is Milly. I am Gerald's future wife."
Sally's mother comes back from her shock and looks at Milly.
"What did you just say?"
"My name is Milly and I am Gerald's future wife."
"Are you mad? Sally is Gerald's future wife. Who are you and which hole did you come from?"
Gerald interjects.
"She is the one I am talking about. The child she has is mine."
"So this is why Sally is laying in a bed hospital? How do you sleep at night you wicked girl?"
"Excuse me madam, I am not wicked. This guy impregnated me and then left me, how is that my fault."
"Do you know my daughter is here, fighting for her life, while you stand there and mock me?"
"Gerald, who is this woman insulting the mother of your child?"
"Excuse me young lady, that is my wife you are talking to." Interrupts Baba Sally.
"Oh, I am sorry. I came here to see my husband, not to argue with a bunch of old people."
"WHAT?!"
Gerald tries to come in between.
"Please let us stop all this arguing we are in a hospital, please."
"Eh, kijana this little mosquito just called me and my wife a bunch of old people. Do you know young lady I can squash you like the little bug you are?"
"Go ahead and try it, I am not scared."
Gerald calls the nurse using the button beside his bed.
"What is going on here?"
Milly, Sally's mom and dad are still arguing.
"Nurse please call someone to help please."
"OK. Just a minute."
The argument becomes heated. The couple decides to stand to confront the annoying little bug, the cause of their daughter's woes.
The doctor enters, accompanied by the security.
"What is going on here?"
"It is this little girl. She is very rude and uncivilized."
"It is this old couple who still think this is the 1960s when they fought for independence."
"Wait a minute. Milly?"
Milly freezes. She turns to look and finds it is Doctor Gatanga. What is he doing here? Didn't they have a deal? Of all the doctors in the world. She becomes very awkward and uncomfortable.
"Ah...ehm...yes?"
"What are you all doing here?"

They all turn to the voice at the door. It is Sally on a wheel chair, being pushed by one of the nurses.

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