“Why is it taking so long?!?” he wondered nervously as he paced, sweating in the cool corridor, constantly glancing up at the clock. He needed to know that she was okay…
Finally, she was brought out to him and she looked almost angelic holding their precious package.
He smiled in relief.
He was a father.
Micro-fiction! 55 fiction! This is my attempt at it… hope you liked it. 🙂