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Which only makes every member of the staff ask him more.
I am now the official embryologist for this lab. Yesterday, I signed my contract and Clara wept on the video screen since it terminated any possible employment with her. I’ll miss her so much, but I love my job. I love this lab and the people I work with. It’s filled with friendship and caring. Everyone knows each other, and we even have lunch every Friday together as a team. There is never any bickering, not that there was in New York, but this is like a family.
I didn’t know the nurses in New York. I didn’t know anyone other than a few doctors and my lab technicians. It was meant to feel separate and at the time, I liked it. It worked fine for me, but here . . . that is not even a possibility.
“Oh, Greyson, don’t make that face, it’ll get stuck like that.”
He glares at me, but there’s a smile with it so I know I have nothing to worry about. Although, I don’t even think Greyson knows how to get angry. Still, it’s always the quiet ones.
“I came to talk to you about something serious.”
I cease my teasing immediately. “Is everything okay?”
“Yes, actually, I spoke with Wendy and her husband and they’re ready to go forward.”
“Really?”
I wasn’t sure that this case was ever going to come to fruition. Then I started to wonder if this wasn’t some ruse that Clara concocted in order to get me to take this job. She knew I wouldn’t be able to resist the call to science.
Doing something once can be a fluke, but being successful a second time would solidify the methods I used.
If I fail, though, that would be devastating.
So much rides on this one egg.
“They apparently did some research on the embryologist who is helping out and, well, found out she was kind of a big deal.”
I roll my eyes. “I’m a hot mess.”
“Regardless, you have the only case where you were able to have a successful pregnancy.”
I blush under his flattery. “Do they have questions?”
“Probably a million.”
“I would expect that. Most of it is a lot of steps and procedures that no one outside a lab would understand.”
Greyson nods. “I’m sure, but they’re coming in today, and I would like you to meet with her.”
“Of course.”
Anything to ease her worries.
“Great, they’ll be here in twenty.”
“Twenty minutes?” I basically screech. “You didn’t think I should get a little bit more of a heads-up?”
“Do you need to prepare?” he asks.
“Well, no, I guess not. But still.”
I don’t really see patients since describing scientific procedures isn’t exactly a titillating conversation that anyone cares about. Not that they are coming for that.
My breath comes out in a deep sigh. Time to pull it together.
“You’ll do fine. They’re good people.”
I nod since I don’t trust my voice.
