Zygote Warrior.....

The operating room was cooled to the feel of a fall like evening, Muriel , awake but numb from epidural anesthesia lies anxious on a surgical table , her arms outstretched and wrist bound to prevent any unnecessary flaring about. A blue curtain blocks her view from the procedure as Nassor seated on a stool next to his wife affectionately caresses her forhead . Are we ready? asked the Obstetrician to the Anesthesiologist .... Exerpt from chapter 2