Jenny walked into the kitchen and turned on the light. She poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table. The sun coming up over the horizon threw a soft glow over the yard.
Jenny looked at the tree and sighed. She made a mental note to find someone to come cut it down. It was the middle of summer and should have been full of leaves. But the branches were bare.
It was dying, just like everything else in life. She turned on the computer and opened her email. She crossed her fingers hoping there was a transaction in her in her account. Maybe someone placed an order during the night. Nothing. Jenny sighed.
It wasn't that she needed the money. She had an excellent job. But this was her baby, and she had poured her heart and soul into this project. And no one showed any interest. Years of work and time and effort down the drain.
The door opened Catherine came breezing in, covered in sand from head to toe. "How was the beach this morning," Jenny asked.
"Great! Perfect day for playing beach volley ." Catherine replied. She walked to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of orange juice.
"Have you heard from Al yet?" Catherine asked. Jenny smiled with excitement. "He woke up around 5:30 just to tell me that he hadn't been able to sleep."
Catherine rolled her eyes and giggled. "I'll bet he's pretty nervous. The first human ever transferred into a clone. It's a big honor." She put her cup down in the sink and went to take a shower.
Jenny watched sand falling off her as she went. It irritated her, but then it was Catherine's house. Catherine had been gracious to let her stay there when she had arrived from Brazil.
Jenny sighed and tried to avoid walking where Catherine had been standing by the sink. She fried four eggs and then put four English muffins in the toaster. She set the table and put the milk and apple juice on the table along with the peanut butter and jelly.
Jenny turned on the news and sat down at the table to butter English muffin. The screen showed images of protesters outside the gate of an army base. Catherine walked back into the kitchen. She had put on a cute pink dress and had her white lab coat over her arm. She tossed it on the back of her chair and sat down.
"We'd better leave early today if we want to get to work on time," Jenny said.
"I wonder what they would do if they knew we were going to do the transfer today. The protestors would burn the base down if they did." Catherine said.
They chewed in silence for a minute while Jenny pondered over the issues. "Look there's General Bart." He looked sharp in his uniform and dwarfed the reporters in his 6 foot four frame as stepped up to the mic to make his statement.
Then the camera switched back to the studio where Stephen debated the legalities and ethical issues surrounding the creation of clones. Jenny sighed and tuned out. She just didn't get why people couldn't see all the benefits that allowing human cloning would bring. Jenny frowned for a moment and hardened her resolve. She would show them. "After today, they are all going to be glad that she had taken this project so far."
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