“A joke,” Mr. Ledbetter offered. “Eunice, may I see you for a moment?”
“Stephen, I was just telling Mrs. Spencer that there are solutions to these problems. One doesn’t need to suffer in silence, dear. There are options. Medical technology these days—it’s miraculous what they can do. Pretty soon we’ll be able to design our own babies. Hair color, eye color, disposition, bone structure, height, athleticism, sexuality—it’s all in the genes. It will be like going to a restaurant and looking at a menu and just pick what you want. Isn’t that right, dear?”
“Well, yes, there have been many advances in genetics and bioengineering, but I’m afraid much of it is quite illegal, and probably always will be.”