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Chapter 32: Choice

Jace Herondale's P.O.V.

Have you decided yet?” Dr. Stinson asked, standing beside me.

I looked down at the options again and frowned. Turkey meat loaf or lasagna. If I was going to rock Hera’s world tonight, I wanted to eat light. I didn’t want a stomach full of heavy food to impact my performance.

“I might just hit the salad bar,” I said, turning to see if the offerings looked wilted.

Dr. Stinson chuckled. “I wasn’t asking if you’d decided on dinner. I meant your specialty. You have a clear talent for setting the opposite sex at ease. You’d make a great women’s care practitioner.”

Grabbing a tray from the stack, I followed him to the salad bar. “I’ve been thinking more about, uh . . .”

The first thing that jumped into my mind was cardiology. That was what I’d said when Hera had asked. But that was Dr. Stinson’s specialty, and I knew if I said that, he’d start talking my ear off. And I really wanted a break from intense career discussions right now.

“Plastic surgery,” I finally blurte
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