“I got it, Sean,” Benny said flatly, and made his way out without my help or the Indigo Minister’s. I turned back to the opening and peered in. She clawed out, stumbled to her feet, fell to her knees, and then ran for the far wall before I could catch her, fetching up alongside the fallen toilet stalls. Quint’s head came out, then shoulders, and then she seemed to come to life. “The, uh, doctors sometimes can lure the child out on their own by playing music in the birthing room,” I said, pulling. Wordlessly, the Indigo Minister reached in, grabbed Quint’s collar, and began to pull as well. It was a good thing she wasn’t particularly heavy, but it was hard to pull her at this angle. She was moving forward, kicking weakly with her feet, mostly being propelled along by my grip on her wrist.
You know the baby is ready to be born because they start kicking their mother in perfect rhythm. Get on your belly and start kicking with your feet, pushing with your palms against the walls. I hear on Serene they actually come out singing. “Sometimes they talk on other planets, though. Numbly, Quint reached out and set her hand in mine.
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