Part 6: Can I Make it?
She hadn't even seen a picture of Jessica, didn't know a thing about her. She and her 'parents' were on the plane somewhere over Chicago.
"No more than an hour till I reach New York." Lily mouthed under her breath.
"I can only imagine how anxious you must be." Her 'mom' said.
"Right." Lily thought.
"Ramona told us not to tell you, but now we had too. She never contacted us, I don't think she even knows about Jessica, unless they tested her as a potential match. She gave you girls up, and she doesn't want to corrupt your lives now." The explanation seemed so cold to Lily.
"Lily, I know this is hard for you..." Her 'mother' began.
"How...how could you possibly know?" Lily shouted angrily over the roar of the crowd, rushing toward the exit.
"I guess I don't know first hand. This isn't a common thing." Her 'mother' continued.
"If it's so uncommon, then why did it happen to me?" She stared blankly, tears in her eyes, into space.
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"I don't think I can do this." Lily said quietly as she sat huddled in the restroom at the hospital. "How can I make it easy for us? Can I make it anything at all? I mean filling in the blanks won't be easy."
Tears streamed silently down her face. She was alone in the world, even in as large a city as New York. Learning that she had a sister, Jessica Mulley James.
"Lily." She heard a soft rap on the door beckon her to come out.
"WHAT?" She screamed agitated.
"Dr. Berneard wants to talk with you." Her 'father' explained.
Quietly she flung herself at the door lock, her face engulfed with flaming tears.
"Lily." A gentle masculine voice called as she came out of the restroom.
"Dr. Berneard?" Lily asked.
"Lily, are you willing to undergo tests that may save your sister's life?" He asked.
"Yes." She answered, not daring to look him in the eye.
"Come with me, and as soon as we do a few simple tests you can go see Jessica." He explained.
She went willingly, tugged gently along by his forceful yet gentle hands. She still wasn't even sure that she wanted to meet...Jessica. This stranger that people kept calling her sister. She'd had such a simple life, and now surely it would be one of the most complex ever.
She hadn't even seen a picture of Jessica, didn't know a thing about her. She and her 'parents' were on the plane somewhere over Chicago.
"No more than an hour till I reach New York." Lily mouthed under her breath.
"I can only imagine how anxious you must be." Her 'mom' said.
"Right." Lily thought.
"Ramona told us not to tell you, but now we had too. She never contacted us, I don't think she even knows about Jessica, unless they tested her as a potential match. She gave you girls up, and she doesn't want to corrupt your lives now." The explanation seemed so cold to Lily.
"Lily, I know this is hard for you..." Her 'mother' began.
"How...how could you possibly know?" Lily shouted angrily over the roar of the crowd, rushing toward the exit.
"I guess I don't know first hand. This isn't a common thing." Her 'mother' continued.
"If it's so uncommon, then why did it happen to me?" She stared blankly, tears in her eyes, into space.
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"I don't think I can do this." Lily said quietly as she sat huddled in the restroom at the hospital. "How can I make it easy for us? Can I make it anything at all? I mean filling in the blanks won't be easy."
Tears streamed silently down her face. She was alone in the world, even in as large a city as New York. Learning that she had a sister, Jessica Mulley James.
"Lily." She heard a soft rap on the door beckon her to come out.
"WHAT?" She screamed agitated.
"Dr. Berneard wants to talk with you." Her 'father' explained.
Quietly she flung herself at the door lock, her face engulfed with flaming tears.
"Lily." A gentle masculine voice called as she came out of the restroom.
"Dr. Berneard?" Lily asked.
"Lily, are you willing to undergo tests that may save your sister's life?" He asked.
"Yes." She answered, not daring to look him in the eye.
"Come with me, and as soon as we do a few simple tests you can go see Jessica." He explained.
She went willingly, tugged gently along by his forceful yet gentle hands. She still wasn't even sure that she wanted to meet...Jessica. This stranger that people kept calling her sister. She'd had such a simple life, and now surely it would be one of the most complex ever.