"Cancer?" he asked in a surprised tone. "Are…are you sure? I mean the results came up really fast, didn't they?"
"Yes," Ruby replied. "But it is a sure thing. The blood came out reading a Leukemia positive."
"Leukemia?" Andrew asked in dismay. "But…"
"I know It must be a sudden shock but we can get you in right away for chemo if that's what you wish," Ruby said, hope ringing in her voice. Andrew nodded in agreement, though he really didn't mean it.
He walked out of the testing room, goose bumps tickling his skin. He couldn't stop shaking. What was wrong with him? Could it be fear? No. It couldn't be for this angel of death had never been through a human problem before. But even though Andrew didn't want to accept it, he knew that that reason was causing the fear. Monica had been blind, crippled, and even old. Tess had had Alzheimer's disease, but he had had nothing.
"What's the matter, Baby," Tess asked, waking Andrew up out of his shock.
"Um…Tess? I need to talk to you for a minute. Ruby patiently waited behind him, tapping her pencil on her clipboard. "Tess? I have…Leukemia," a shaky voice stuttered.
The supervisor stood completely still, evidently also in shock. Her lips formed the word "Leukemia" but no sound came out of her mouth.
"Andrew, we're going to have to hurry with the chemo. The Leukemia has really eaten your white blood cells," Ruby said in an abrupt voice.
Andrew felt his loving supervisor's hand tightly grasping his.
"Everything will be alright, Angel boy, I promise you."