After half an hour, an intern stepped in, nodding hello furtively. He looked about 16 and shifted the ultrasound wand around like he was learning to drive stick. “Huh," he said.
“Isn’t my baby okay?” Maggie asked.
“Baby?” said the intern, wearily. “That’s an island inside you.”
Thankfully what looked like a real doctor arrived just then. “Diagnosis?” she asked, calm and crisp.
“Island," said the intern, uncertainly adding, “The bridge looks manmade."
“Huh,” said the real doctor. “I’d say archipelago.”
Maggie began to scream.
Image (and additional stories inspired by it): Magpie Tales.