Just then, Molly popped her head into the door. "Good morning, Evonne," she greeted cheerfully. "Good morning, Molly," Evonne replied, smiling at the young girl. Molly was her dental assistant. She was very young, only nineteen.
She decided at seventeen that she wanted to become a dental assistant. Now her dream had come true. Good for her, Evonne thought, for already deciding what she wants out of life.
"Has Susan briefed you yet on today's schedule?" "Only for the morning." Evonne logged on to the computer system and clicked on Mrs. Bennett's name. Her file came on the screen, and she started reading it. "Would you like me to get some Savacol for Mrs. Bennett? She might have run out already," Molly asked.
"Yes, thanks," Evonne said without tearing her eyes off the screen. "Oh, and bring me the interdental brushes too. I might need them for Mrs. Chocolate. We have to make sure she's cleaning between her teeth." "Sure," Molly answered, then disappeared into the storeroom to retrieve all the necessary equipment.
The day was as uneventful as chalk and cheese. Time crawled by like a snail race, and soon Mrs. Karlen Chocolate arrived. Today the subject of their conversation was women over thirty having no family, the one subject Evonne had hoped to avoid. "So, you know, my friend, she's thirty-six and not a single baby coming her way."
"Why?" Evonne pretended to sound interested. That was one part of her job that she disliked. To pretend to be interested in her patients' conversation when in reality, her mind was in La-La Land. "Too old, that's what. If you want a baby, you've got to have them before you turn thirty-five."
"Is that a fact?" Evonne asked just in case Mrs. Chocolate was lying to her. She needed to do some research first before believing in what this patient said. "Of course it is."
The lady continued. Against her better judgment, this conversation was starting to scare her. She knew she wanted a family, but what if what Mrs. Chocolate was saying held? She'd already turned thirty.
Not too long now before her body could no longer conceive a child. But she couldn't just go to some random person and ask them to donate sperm for her, right? The more she thought about it, the more it seemed true. T
hen an idea struck her. Oh, what a perfect solution to her problem. She couldn't wait to get home and ring Rina and Rosa. All right, enough talking, Mrs. Chocolate, Evonne thought. Time to put that suction to good use.
CH6
"I'm going to find a partner?" Evonne announced to her friends on a three-way phone call. "What?" Both Rina and Rosa said in unison. "You're looking for a partner? Like a business partner for your dental clinic or a life partner?" Rosa asked while Rina listened in the background.
"No, a partner to help me create a baby… and maybe to become my life partner," Evonne answered proudly. "You're saying you want to meet a guy and get him to sleep with you in hopes that he will see you as a potential life partner?" Rosa asked again, thoroughly shocked at Evonne's declaration.
"That's precisely it, Rosa. That's why L-Magazine has made you president of their company. You're so genius." Evonne giggled nervously. "You're kidding me, right? Tell me you're kidding me," Rosa asked