Punishingphoebe
“The streak of luck held when the plane landed on time and she had no trouble finding a taxi. She gave the driver the clinic as her destination, having decided to start there. Once settled, she opened her purse and removed the phone to turn it on. Relief swept through her when she saw she’d missed a call from Anya.
Without bothering to listen to voice mail, she dialed her sister’s number. Anya answered on the first ring. “What are you doing? You scared me half to death.”
“Hello, Phoebe,” said Anya in a mild tone.
“I’m fine, thanks.”
She sighed. “Are you okay? The doctor told me you weren’t a candidate. We’ll find another—”
“No.”
“What do you mean ‘no’?” She shook her head. “There has to be a program or a cure somewhere.”
“No.” Anya sounded resolute. “I’m done living for that. I’m just going to live. If a treatment ever becomes available, I’ll take it. In the meantime, why spend half my life chasing after something to fix me?”
“Because you can’t see.”
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