Luke had heard enough. Hobbling into the room he took the phone from his daughter and after apologising to the receptionist hung up the phone. "Jaime...I know ya mean well but..."
"I'm sorry....but if the father doesn't want him he'll be placed in an orphanage...provided he leaves he hospital. Unless some adult wishes to provide for him."
Jaime stood staring after him in shock a moment before turning tail and running to her room crying. Luke meanwhile, finished up with the chores he could do even though he should have been off his leg and slowly hobbled to the house.
Jaime was near tears. "Yo afraid he's gonna put a damper on your good times...is that it?! He's sick an you don't wanna hafta spend your saturday nights at a hospital?!"
Luke was in the barn and hadn't heard a thing....but Jaime had. Storming out after him, she dodged in front of him turning to face him. "How could you?!"
The doctor sighed. "I'm sorry Mr. Duke...we just had a hunch...and given the circumstances....we thought it migh give him a better chance if we could find his family medical history."
Luke wished with all his might that he still wasn't confined to his crutches. As it were he certainly couldn't carry Bo inside. In fact he couldn't do much of anything, besides hold him, trying to calm him any way he knew how.