That is what a man said on his knees on a doorstep in Ardwell on the ninth of October, 2025.
Not that the baby was wrong. That he had seen his own face on her and had known inside about four seconds what he had done.
What this isn't the baby I wanted meant.
I have had fourteen months and I have been through it with him twice and with a woman called Halla about forty times.
He had been told in 2019.
He was thirty-two and he went to a genetics service at Thrale, on his own, after an aunt of his was diagnosed, and they explained the pattern to him and what the odds were for any child of his.
Fifty per cent.
And he came home from that appointment and did not say one word to me, and six weeks later I came off the pill because we had agreed in the January that we would start trying.
