I felt my heart stop beating for a moment.
Those words stirred a distant memory.
For years I had thought that the birth had been confusing because I was exhausted and very scared.
I remembered voices.
Doctors coming and going.
Nurses running.
And he also remembered hearing a cry before losing consciousness.
My mother continued speaking with tears in her eyes.
—The doctors called us that same night.
I frowned.
—How could they call you if you weren’t there?
My father answered for the first time.
—Rosa warned us.
I opened my eyes in surprise.
-Pink?
—She never stopped worrying about you. Although she respected your decision to leave, she called us when the labor started because she thought we should know.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
I always thought Rosa had kept the secret.
My mother continued talking.
—When we arrived at the hospital you had already given birth.
