"Another no-show? 🐶🥊"
"I'm sick, guys. Looks like it's late-stage lung cancer."
"???!"
"Stop joking!"
The next second, Lizzie's video call came through.
Tanya answered the call.
Seeing Tanya on the other end wearing a hospital gown, Lizzie was in shock, "Tanya, are you really..."
Tanya just smiled and nodded.
...
The Yeager household.
Anthea Yeager was sitting on the floor tinkering with a circuit board when her phone on the table started ringing.
"Snoopy, grab my phone, will ya?"
"Master, I'd prefer to be called Little White, if you please." Little White slid over with the phone in tow.
Anthea wedged the phone between her shoulder and ear, her hands busy with the wires on the circuit board, "Hello?"
"It's Annie." Lizzie's voice came through the speaker.
"What's up, Lizzie?"
Lizzie sounded pretty upset, "Annie, it's bad news. Tanya's got lung cancer, and she's in the hospital right now. Can you make it? Let's go see her together."
Lung cancer?
Just lung cancer, right?
A surgery, a shot, and it's all good, right?
What's there to be afraid of?
Anthea raised an eyebrow slightly, but then it hit her – this wasn't the world she used to live in.
Here.
Once you're diagnosed with cancer, it's like a death sentence.
Because here, cancer is incurable.
With that realization, Anthea quickly put down her circuit board, "Which hospital is Tanya at?"
"Crescent Moon Medical Center," Lizzie replied.
Anthea stood up, "Let's meet at the hospital entrance then."
"Alright."
After hanging up, Anthea took off her white gloves and brushed her bangs back behind her ear, then grabbed a backpack from the cabinet, checking to make sure she had everything she needed before heading out.
On her way out, she said, "Book me a ride. I need to get to Crescent Moon Medical Center."
"Right away, master!" Little White chirped.
Ten seconds later, Little White added, "Master, your ride is booked. It's a red Volkswagen, license plate number: Cloud A6235."
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