PART III
Taub laughed at the sight in front of him.
"Look! I'm a doctor like you, Dad!" Mikey wore his father's stethoscope and his white lab coat was so big on him that it dragged behind him as he walked. Years ago he would have had a heart attack if his white coat had made it's way to the floor, but by now it didn't even phase him.
Taub made a fist and put it up to his mouth. "Paging Dr. Taub Jr, Paging Dr. Taub Jr." His son raced up to him and smiled proudly at the title 'Dr. Taub Jr.'.
"You know how to use this?" He flicked at his stethoscope around his son's neck.
Mikey shook his head.
Taub took the stethoscope and put it on with one hand in one swift movement. He motioned for his son to come closer. He obliged and puffed out his chest. Taub listened to the beat of his son's heart. His first thoughts were objective; it sounds strong, pace is normal. Then he grinned. This was his son's heart beat.
"Here," He took the stethoscope out of his own ears and gave it to Mikey. "Put these in your ears.."
He followed direction and listened in wide-eyed wonderment to the sound of his own heart. Then he took the end of the stethoscope and put it against his father's chest. He moved it around, trying to find the right spot. When he found it, he paused and listened. "We sound the same!"
Rachel walked in and grinned at Mikey in his father's over-sized lab coat. "What are you boys up to?"
"I'm listening to Daddy's heart!" Mikey boasted.
"Wow," She nodded, looking impressed. "How is it?"
"It's good." He declared.
"Excellent, because he's going to need it when he takes us for a drive. Are you okay, Chris?" She noticed his watery eyes.
He cleared his throat. "Yep, fine. I'm great. Let's go."