Chapter 7
Seven years agoLeo sat beside Maria in the crowded waiting room, his elbow jammed painfully against the metal arm of the chair. His fingers were going numb from the pressure of his wife's grip, but he didn't dare let go.
Several overstuffed loveseats and sofas were arranged throughout the space, all covered in some variation of pink or blue fabric, but the two of them never sat in those. Neither mentioned believing the more comfortable chairs should be reserved for the couples already winning the procreation race. They just headed to the uncomfortable overflow area every time.
The nice furniture was usually full of fertility on display, and today was no exception. Men and women took the loveseats, invariably with his arm around her, mixed comfortably with several pairs of wome
