There will be certain genetic differences in the two children. It was the only way we could succeed, as you know.
So does that mean ones going to be better than the other? I thought they were supposed to be exactly the same.
Clark shook her head. Mister President, one will not be better than the other. But its entirely possible that one will possess more dominant genes than his brother. But its nothing to worry about.
Some new activity behind the glass drew their attention back to the operating arena. All of a sudden, the sterility of the bright room intensified. It was as if the shine on the stainless-steel surgical equipment had imbued the space with artificial energy as the doctors and nurses surrounded the table containing the writhing female patient.
The steel door behind the observers slid open. A nurse entered and announced, Doctor, theyre ready for you.
Clark acknowledged her. Thanks. Ill be right there.
Is she giving birth? the president asked.
Mister President, I must go deliver two strong baby boys.
The president stuck out his hand. Look, Doctor Clark, this isnt something I particularly want to watch. I need to get back to Washington. Its good to see you.
Clark feigned surprise, but she had expected the presidents prudish behavior. She shook the mans hand and asked, Are you certain? We could have a meal later before you depart.
Thanks, Doctor, but I must decline. To tell you the truth, this place gives me the creeps. Thank you for making us aware of the imminent, uhm, births. By the waydo I get the pick of the litter?
I beg your pardon, Mister President.
You know one of those . . . things . . . shes giving birth to will belong to us. Id like to pick which kid belongs to us, thats all.
You have that right. Clark held up her hands and laughed good-naturedly. I have nothing to do whatsoever with the politics behind the project.
The president nodded, satisfied. All right, then I want the one you said has dominant genes. Its got to have an advantage over the other one.
Clark was astounded by the mans ignorance. She reminded him, Theres no guarantee. But I shall do as you ask, Mister President. Now I must get inside before . . .
