The Proof is in the Pudding

“The proof is in the pudding.” The geneticist called immediately after she received the results of our microarray on Evelyn. Her chipper voice sang through the phone. Her smile, held up by enthusiasm, sparkled through her words. For months, the doctors presumed Evelyn had a genetic condition. Her fate was overshadowed by Sophia’s. She was monitored ad nauseam,Continue reading “The Proof is in the Pudding”