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"Who's Diane?" asked Rebecca, curiously. Just then, someone knocked on the door.

"That must be the doctor," said Jose, getting up and walking to the door. The hotel physician was a short man with a round, red face. It grew even redder when he smiled.

"Where is the patient?" smiled the doctor, stepping inside. Jose showed him over to the couch.

"I'll just go get a magazine from the lobby, downstairs," said Jose, excusing himself. When Jose returned, Rebecca was sitting up on the couch, reading a small pamphlet. "What's that?" asked Jose, pointing to the pamphlet. Rebecca showed him the cover. "So, you're going to have a baby, after all!" he exclaimed.

"My husband and I had only been married for a year, when he died. It was almost like he never existed. Now, a part of Peter can go on living," said Rebecca, glowing from inner happiness.

"I'm very happy for you, Mrs. Newton," said Jose, warmly.

"Thank you, Mr. Fernandez. I know you are," replied Rebecca.

"Please, call me Jose," he said, smiling.

"Only if you call me Rebecca," Rebecca laughed. While Jose spent the rest of the day reading and analyzing the files, Rebecca returned to her room and rested.

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