“Ouch!” I yelp, snatching back my hand from the water.

Blood beads, oozing from two dainty wounds.

“Maybe there really was a mix-up,” wonders my wife, picking up the baby soap.

We never did call the hospital back.

Licking her lips, our daughter smiles sweetly up from the bath tub.

Dr. SK Chynoweth is a humanitarian aid worker and pracademic living in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. She writes micro-sagas and other stuff in her spare time. See more at sarahchynoweth.com.