Farr's instructions, Jake cut the umbilical cord. His heartbeat thundered in his ears as an exhilaration he'd never known rushed through his body. "How about a good look at your daughter, Donna?" Dr. Farr indicated for the nurse to lay the newborn on Donna's abdomen. "She seems to be perfect in every way." Jake stepped back, took a deep breath and gazed at the woman who had just given birth to his child. Despite the time in labor and with her makeup melted away, Donna was still beautiful. So beautiful that at that precise moment the sight of her and his infant daughter hit him like a sledgehammer to the gut. Tears trickled down Donna's cheeks as she smiled. "Oh, my, isn't she beautiful?" "Looks just like her daddy," one of the attendants said. "All that black hair and those big brown eyes. It's unusual for a baby to be born with such dark eyes." A lump formed in Jake's throat and his heart skipped a beat. That tiny, wet, pink bundle that the nurse lifted from Donna's belly and held up for his inspection did look like him.
