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Show Things to Remember 134 with a needle. Susan's mother should have had i t too. Instead she stood behind her daughter, her arm on Susan's shoulder. "About your job, Dave," Susan said, "we can't be packing off to Montevideo, not even for the First National City Bank of New York. We don't know anything about their hospitals." " I guess you're right," he said. "But, what am I going to do for a job? All the good firms made their offers last spring before graduation. When he did find a law firm, the hours were no different from law school's-25 hours on weekdays, no l i v i ng included. But that was the only way to get somewhere in l i f e , and, of course, to pay the doctor b i l l s. Once in a while on weekends Susan asked David to stay with the baby. "But what happens i f he cries? I can't nurse." "There's his bottle." "He doesn't like i t ." "Try anyway." Of course, Susan wasn't f a i r . She always stayed away longer than she said she would. Sometimes even two hours longer. And at the grocery store, people looked at Geoffrey's half head of hair that had been shaved for the transfusion and tried to smile. "Oh... that's your new baby?" Susan turned him on his good side so they could smile. " I t ' s like this," she explained. "There are ten steps to the clotting process. A classic bleeder is missing the eighth one. The blood can't c l o t , except sometimes i t does." |
