12 years ago, Silvia

Resting his head on the back of the waiting room's chair, Bob waited patiently. He was sweating. His face was awash in sweat. He breathed deeply. They had been there a couple of hours, and he's hoping they were not having problems. Cecil, his brother, took his hand and squeezed it hard, smiling. Bob replied with a forced smile.
Then the door opened, and Robert Terwilliger, Bob's father, came out with a bundle wrapped in a blue blanket. Bob approached him, he got up, as if he had a spring in the rear, to see it. Robert smiled.
"Congratulations. I had a very healthy granddaughter."
Bob looked inside the blanket. There inside was a baby, tiny, newborn. When he moved a finger to touch the little baby, her grabbed his finger with a diminutive finger.
They went into the delivery room, where Francesca was totally defeated.
"I need a cigarette."
"Absolutely not. You are very weak and I'm not allowed to get you sick just by this uncontrollable habit."
Francesca snorted at the ceiling. But her expression changed immediately, reminding her new daughter.
"Remember ... that long ago you said that if we had a girl, Silvia wanted to call her?"
"Yes."
"Well, I think we have ta name to this little miracle." His wife smiled.
Bob could not help but smile, but was cut when he heard a scream.
"That's it! I will not put up with this little wild animal!" Cecil said indignantly.
Robert looked.
"What now?"
"Well, the Master Gino I just stick a pen in hand, with all his might. Brother, I ask, no, I demand that you you to take care of this little monster. I've had enough."
Bob grabbed Gino in arms, gave him a disapproving look, and carried it to the delivery room.
"I want you to meet someone very important, son."
"Spiderman?"
"No! More important than Spiderman. Meet your new sister."
Gino looked at her with disdain from the arms of his father.
"I do not like. It's an eyesore."
Bob glared.
"There is an eyesore! Is your little sister, and now you say hi. Or if not, we'll stay here all day until you do.
Gino gavea a resigned sigh and said a vague and barely audible "Hello", who satisfed his father. That's when Cecil deigned to look at his new niece. Silvia looked Cecil with wide eyes, and then she startted laughing. Bob was put in the place of his brother, and the little dry paused, while Cecil played the face.
"What's so funny? Do I have monkeys on my face?"
"No, you look like a monkey, which is different." Bob did not waste that opportunity to taunt his brother.
Cecil laughed sarcastically labeled, while examining in the mirror.

I know it's a short chapter, and I've been idle too long, but I'm back with new ideas and an ending to the story, quiet :)