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table. He grabbed two saucers and a knife from the dish rack and sat down. He sliced generous portions for Celeste and himself.
    Celeste laughed at the way Anthony hummed as he savored his dessert. “You remind me of a little boy sitting in a high chair swinging his feet while he eats a snack.”
    Anthony chuckled. “What can I say? It’s been awhile.”
    After dessert Celeste took the dinner dishes to the sink to wash them. She dried the dishes, set them in the dish rack, and turned off the kitchen light. She went into the living room and sat on the sofa. She pressed the scan button on the caller identification again to look for Dr. Bindu’s office number. He was the second person who had called.
    When Celeste had found his number she picked up the telephone and dialed. Anthony told Celeste that he was going downstairs to the basement to start a load of laundry.
    With Anthony out of earshot, Celeste felt it was safe to make the call. It was late in the evening and Celeste was prepared to just leave a message on the answering service. She was surprised when her call was answered.
    â€œDr. Bindu’s office, may I help you?” the chipper receptionist answered.
    â€œIs this Sharla?” Celeste asked.
    â€œYes, it is.”
    â€œHi, Sharla. It’s Celeste Harper.”
    â€œOh, hi Celeste. How’s it going?”
    Celeste loved calling Dr. Bindu’s office. Sharla was always in a good mood. “Everything is good, Sharla. Thanks for asking.”
    â€œDid you get your period this month?” At her first appointment with Dr. Bindu, while Celeste sat and waited for her name to be called, she and Sharla had hit it off. Without going into great detail Celeste confessed to Sharla that she and her husband hadn’t been successful in conceiving a baby. Sharla told Celeste that if anyone could help her become pregnant, Dr. Bindu could. She had witnessed many women get treated by Dr. Bindu and overcome their fertility issues. Sharla insisted that Celeste was in good hands.
    â€œYeah, unfortunately I did. But I’m returning Dr. Bindu’s call. Is he in?”
    â€œHe’s just finishing with a patient. Hold on a moment.”
    Celeste shifted her position on the sofa and placed her legs beneath her in the shape of a pretzel. She looked over her shoulder to make sure Anthony wasn’t in earshot of her telephone call.
    A couple of minutes later Dr. Bindu was on the line. “Mrs. Harper, how are you?”
    â€œI’m fine, Dr. Bindu,” Celeste whispered. “I’m a bit puzzled why you called.”
    From the basement, Anthony came upstairs, went to the telephone on the kitchen wall, and picked up the receiver to call his mother.
    â€œWell, I’m concerned about the results of your latest exam,” Dr. Bindu explained. “There’s more scar tissue than I thought. You said a wire coat hanger was used to abort the fetus years ago and it seems that the hanger may have caused more damage than I originally detected. I’m pretty sure this is the reason why your periods are so heavy. I’ve detected fibroid cysts and I’m afraid that you and I should discuss whether a partial hysterectomy is necessary.”
    Anthony’s mouth fell open. He poked his head around the doorway to the kitchen and saw Celeste sitting on the living room sofa with her back to him. Anthony placed the telephone on its base.
    Celeste heard the click and turned around. She saw Anthony walking her way. Suddenly all the blood drained from her face. She quickly disconnected the call with Dr. Bindu and looked up at him. The expression on Anthony’s face told Celeste that he’d heard the entire conversation.
    Anthony’s eyes were the size of golf balls. “What the heck was he talking about?”
    Celeste became nervous, but she wasn’t going to confirm or confess anything until Anthony revealed that he knew her secret. “Um, that was Dr.