Claire Jenson watched her husband flitter between the microscope and the incubator on the main lab bench. He held a micropipette in his left hand while typing data into a computer keyboard with his right. His movements were jerky and forced. His experiment was redundant and everyone in the research lab knew it. “What are you doing?” Claire asked. Dr. Brian Jenson didn’t seem to hear her. He busied himself with the fourth extraction of a primate’s DNA molecule. It was exactly two more than he needed. “Brian?” Claire repeated. “I’m proving a theory,” Jenson said without looking up. “Honey, you’ve done everything you could. Now it’s up to the FDA to make the decision.” Just the mention of the impending FDA approval caused him to glance at the phone once again. Claire grimaced. It was all she could do to contain herself. She was standing in the room where her husband spent more than half of his day. Every day of the week. She was there to tell him goodbye. “Honey,”
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