Scientists in 2081 had just invented a surgery to make people perfect: eyes, nose, hair, belly, legs. Everything.
One late night at the hospital, Ana and Miriam were waiting for Dr. Fern to finish the contract for Miriam’s operation.
“Mom, are you sure of what you’re doing to your body?” Ana said, angrily.
“Yes, Ana, I’m sure. I will be the first perfect woman in the world. I will look like a beautiful flower.”
“Mom, but you’re already beautiful. You don’t need to do that.”
“But I told you I want to be perfect, daughter.”
“You should think first about the surgery before confirming the contract with the doctor, mom.”
“I did it already, Ana.”
“I will talk with the doctor and tell him you need more time to think about the surgery.”
“It is clear, daughter.”
“But you don’t know how dangerous that surgery can be.”
“I do, daughter, but I want to try it, anyway. You only think about how dangerous this can be but not how beautiful and perfect I will look.”
“You make me angry right now, mom. I told you not to do the surgery.”
“I will do it, Ana,” her mother insisted....