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“You got it,” the nurse replied.
The results came back fast.
Sophie has an early form of leukemia. The good news is it seems to be progressing very slowly, and we caught it early. That gives us a strong chance with treatment.”
The room shifted beneath me.
“Am I going to die?” Sophie asked, like she was asking if it might rain.
“Our plan is to make sure you grow up and annoy your parents as a teenager,” the doctor said.
“The medicine is strong. So are you.”
Sophie thought about it. “Okay,” she said.
“Can I get my stickers now?”
Chemo started almost right away.
She got tired and sad and furious.
She also stayed Sophie.
“My blood is having a war,” she told a nurse. “The good guys are winning.”
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