The woman of the hour- at least she’ll make it her hour- sits primly at her desk. Several framed photographs decorate the chunk of wood that she is forced to sit in front of four hours every day. However, she studies one in particular- a picture of a man of both European and Chinese descent. He is a young man in the picture, and though he will soon be thirty, he will always seem young to the woman.
Smiling down at the picture of the man- who looked unkempt even when dressed up for a picture- the woman dials his number into her phone.
Several rings later- for he never answered immediately- the man finally picks up. “Uh, hello?”
“Hello, Jin,” the woman greets. “I was just checking up on your progress. How is everything?”
Jin clears his throat nervously, but the woman doesn’t take alarm. She knows that Jin has social issues- indeed, he has been diagnosed with just about every mixture of letters that doctors have ever come up with. She also knows that her Jin is special in more than just negative points- he is, after all, a genius.
“Everything’s going according to plan,” Jin finally says. “I was able to ‘borrow’ Senator Brown’s number long enough to get the phone- I mean, phone long enough to get the number. Their number.”
“Good,” the woman coos. “Excellent, in fact. When should you be able to take the next step?”
“Uh, this afternoon.”
“Excellent. And how is the progress for the Cure coming along?”
“It’s in the testing stages,” Jin answers confidently- he was always confident when it came to science. “With the new additions, I should be ready even earlier than I had originally thought. Though…”
Jin clears his throat again. “I’ve notices an anomaly with the Cure. I’m not sure what exactly is causing it-”
The woman sighs.
“But I should be able to figure it out in no time with the new additions. Old Al couldn’t do that, I bet.”
“Now, Jin, you don’t have to pit yourself against Al like that.”
“But he’s your favorite.”
“I love you all equally,” the woman answers. “Now, be careful- what you want to do will be incredibly risky. One misstep, and all we’ve worked for would be for naught.”
“I know. I’ll be careful.”
“Excellent. I love you.”
“I love you too, Mother.”