and the love you have for your kids make me proud to know and
love you. Cheers.”
Shelly teared up. He’d never mentioned he loved her before. “That was nice, son. But what’s happening on the cure front?” “It’s a slow, uphill battle, Sal,” said Shelly.
“You’d think three billion dollars would get you off the mountain faster,” he said.
“This is what we told you guys in the beginning. It’s complicated,” Wall said. “But the hard part is—”
“What’s the hard part?” Sal pressed.
“All of it,” Wall said. “Finding the tumor, finding out what type it is, how to get to it, how to kill the cancer cells without killing the patient. I’m not saying it can’t be done, but it takes time. Don’t get me wrong, the money has made it a top priority at many institutions and companies.”
“Sixty-two medical universities and twenty-eight pharmaceutical and bio companies are working on it,” said Shelly. “And the numbers continue to grow daily.”
“Any luck at all?” asked Sal.
“Well,” she said, “there’s one doctor at a company called Bio- Tech in Salt Lake who has some ingenious ideas. He’s working on nanotechnology.”
“Dr. Henry Shoo,” said Nick. “That’s the guy in the documentary who talks about using little robots to attack cancer cells.”
“That’s him. They scientist you told me about..” Shelly smiled and a kissed him on the cheek.
Sal pushed his cheek in her direction. She looked at Nick, then
Sal. “What?” said Sal. “I’ve taught him everything he knows.”