Chapter 8Enzo’s house
Gray awoke at eleven in a strange room. He sat up in bed and had to shake his head for a moment to remember where he was. Putting on his robe and slippers he walked across the hall to see how his mom was doing.
“Good morning, Gray,” she chirped. “See, I told you everything would be all right. Enzo’s mother stopped by and brought me a protein shake and a casserole. Marjorie is here. I’m up, washed, dressed, and have had my breakfast. Marjorie tells me that Dr. Mahoney is working on a study where after high-dose chemotherapy and radiation, my own stem cells can be modified to be cancer-free and reinjected into me. This procedure yields better overall outcomes for women like me with advanced leukemia.”
Marjorie spoke, “Researchers found that a greater proportion of pa
