Gemotions

The doctor's words echoed in Sarah’s mind: “a minor oversight.” She sat, legs numb, in the waiting area, a copy of another patient’s scan results on her lap. The name at the top, “Maria Sanchez,” triggered an immediate recognition. Maria, the woman with the infectious laugh who always volunteered for the bake sales.

Sarah could feel her own heart thumping a frantic rhythm in her chest. The results were devastating; a rapidly spreading illness. Sarah remembered Maria’s radiant smile, the way she made everyone feel welcome.

Sarah squeezed her eyes shut. She couldn’t imagine Maria facing this alone. She would find a way to fix this, to help. She had to.