“How are my two girls today?” he asked. “Missing you,” I whispered. “I got a surprise for you,” he said. I grinned. “What?” He took my hands and put them in my lap. Then he put something that felt like a plastic or silicone square wrapped in a napkin in my hand. “What is this?” I asked. “It’s your daughter’s face.” I frowned. “What? How?” “It’s a 3D printed ultrasound. I sent the ultrasound files to Poland and they produced this.”
