The bedroom door was ajar. Kathleen lay peacefully on the bed, wearing a simple dress with her hands folded paper, but her expression was serene, with even a faint smile on her lips.
across her chest. Her face was pale as
“No!” Jolene threw herself beside the bed, holding her daughter’s cold bod
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“Kachle . . . ‘ out as he reached with trembling hands to och Kathleen’s face night…”
cold bor
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“Kathleen! My baby! Please wake up! I’m here!”
face. “How could this have happened… You were fine last
“I was wrong… I shouldn’t have said those things…” He choked up. “Please wake up? I will
Yet, only silence answered them.
never
play favorites again!”
“W–What happened?” Jolene looked up, revealing her tear–streaked face. “How could she suddenly…”
”
Annie stood in the doorway, her voice breaking as she said, “Mrs. Liddell had late–stage cancer. She passed away this morning at 6 a.m.”
David muttered in disbelief, “Cancer? How is that possible? She never said anything…”
“Three days ago, the doctor said if she didn’t receive treatment, she only had 72 hours to live.”
The air froze.
“But that treatment slot…” David’s face turned ashen.
“Was given to Ms. Lawson,” Annie said, finishing his sentence.
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All eyes turned to Yvonne, whose face instantly lost all color, She frantically defended herself, saying, “No, it’s not like that! I really was sick! My kidney
“These are Mrs. Liddell’s final letters,” Annie said, internigting her and distributing the letters to each person,
The room was filled only with the sound of rustling paper and muffled sobs.
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