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Authors: E.M. Tippetts
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calling up the older sister like this, but I’m not really sure how to get Cleo to stop. I can do confrontation, but I hate it, and tonight I didn’t plan on it.
“Hello?” Cleo says into her phone. “Hey. My name’s Cleo. I work for Lizzie Warner? Yeah. Listen, I’ve just got to tell you about the most amazing thing that ever happened to me. My brother almost died when he was little, and I saved his life.”
Yeah…okay . I turn to look at Becky, who looks back at me with confusion. “What’s she doing?”
“Um. Calling your sister.”
“Why?”
“To talk to her. Cleo was a bone marrow donor for her brother, so she just wants to see if she can help your sister out.”
“Oh.”
I shrug. “I know your sister’s probably made up her mind, but Cleo just wants to try, you know?”
“That’s really nice of her.”
I nod. “Yeah, it is. I wish there was something more I could do.”
“You called me.”
“Of course.”
“I didn’t think you would.”
“It’s the least I could do. Is there anything else you need? I mean…I’ve got stuff I can send you. Pink glitter pens and…” I let my voice trail off.
“Oh yeah? Can I have one?”
“Sure.”
“Can I have a picture of you?”
“Mmm-hmm.”
“Will you sign it?”
I nod.
“To me?”
“Yes.”
“Really?”
It breaks my heart that these little things mean so much to her right now. Situations like this highlight how ridiculous the world is. I pretended to be someone else on television. I don’t deserve these precious moments with a girl so near to the end, but if this is what she wants I’ll give it, just so I can feel like I did something.
“Oh, no, they test to make sure you’re able to undergo surgery,” says Cleo softly. “What, did you think they’d just knock you out and drag you into the operating room?” She laughs.
I glance over at her.
“Did the doctor not go over this stuff with you? Seriously, who’s the doctor? Is he there? Can I talk to him? Sorry, her? No, see, you have to lay it all out for them. Any questions you have, they have to answer… No, don’t think about stuff like that. Their time costs what it costs, but you’ve gotta make sure you know everything you can… Right. Seriously? Donating to my brother was the most amazing experience ever. You don’t get a whole lot of chances to do something that really matters in life, you know? Not like this. Definitely go for it. It is so worth it.”
I look back at Becky, who looks exhausted. I gather she can’t hear what Cleo is saying.
“Yeah,” says Cleo, “go call the doctor now. Find a nurse or someone and tell them what you want. Right now, yep. You hang up this phone and go for it. Okay? Okay.” She holds the phone to her ear for a moment longer, then lowers it and gives me a thumbs-up.
She got the sister to reconsider? I don’t dare mention this to Becky.
“Is there anything else you want?” I ask the little girl.
“Will you pray for me?”
“Of course.”
“All right.”
“Becky?” comes a voice from offscreen. “I’m going to try , okay? I don’t know if I can do it, but I’m gonna meet with the doctor now.”
“You are?”
“Yeah. Yes. If I can do it, I will.”
“That your sister?” I ask.
Becky nods as another figure steps into the frame and squeezes her shoulder. I just see a curtain of dark hair and a white T-shirt, until the person turns and looks at the camera. “Hi, I’m Bethany.”
“Hi,” I say.
“Hey, Bethany!” Cleo calls out, stepping into the frame.
“Hey, Cleo. Thank you so much. I feel so much better about all this. Okay, where’s the nurse? I’m gonna go get her to call the doctor.” She darts offscreen.
Becky bursts into tears. “I might not die?”
“You keep fighting,” I tell her. “Stay strong and let your sister talk to the doctor.”
“Okay.”
“And good luck, all right?”
“Thank you.”
“Becky,” says Cleo, “I’m going to call you again in a couple of
“Hello?” Cleo says into her phone. “Hey. My name’s Cleo. I work for Lizzie Warner? Yeah. Listen, I’ve just got to tell you about the most amazing thing that ever happened to me. My brother almost died when he was little, and I saved his life.”
Yeah…okay . I turn to look at Becky, who looks back at me with confusion. “What’s she doing?”
“Um. Calling your sister.”
“Why?”
“To talk to her. Cleo was a bone marrow donor for her brother, so she just wants to see if she can help your sister out.”
“Oh.”
I shrug. “I know your sister’s probably made up her mind, but Cleo just wants to try, you know?”
“That’s really nice of her.”
I nod. “Yeah, it is. I wish there was something more I could do.”
“You called me.”
“Of course.”
“I didn’t think you would.”
“It’s the least I could do. Is there anything else you need? I mean…I’ve got stuff I can send you. Pink glitter pens and…” I let my voice trail off.
“Oh yeah? Can I have one?”
“Sure.”
“Can I have a picture of you?”
“Mmm-hmm.”
“Will you sign it?”
I nod.
“To me?”
“Yes.”
“Really?”
It breaks my heart that these little things mean so much to her right now. Situations like this highlight how ridiculous the world is. I pretended to be someone else on television. I don’t deserve these precious moments with a girl so near to the end, but if this is what she wants I’ll give it, just so I can feel like I did something.
“Oh, no, they test to make sure you’re able to undergo surgery,” says Cleo softly. “What, did you think they’d just knock you out and drag you into the operating room?” She laughs.
I glance over at her.
“Did the doctor not go over this stuff with you? Seriously, who’s the doctor? Is he there? Can I talk to him? Sorry, her? No, see, you have to lay it all out for them. Any questions you have, they have to answer… No, don’t think about stuff like that. Their time costs what it costs, but you’ve gotta make sure you know everything you can… Right. Seriously? Donating to my brother was the most amazing experience ever. You don’t get a whole lot of chances to do something that really matters in life, you know? Not like this. Definitely go for it. It is so worth it.”
I look back at Becky, who looks exhausted. I gather she can’t hear what Cleo is saying.
“Yeah,” says Cleo, “go call the doctor now. Find a nurse or someone and tell them what you want. Right now, yep. You hang up this phone and go for it. Okay? Okay.” She holds the phone to her ear for a moment longer, then lowers it and gives me a thumbs-up.
She got the sister to reconsider? I don’t dare mention this to Becky.
“Is there anything else you want?” I ask the little girl.
“Will you pray for me?”
“Of course.”
“All right.”
“Becky?” comes a voice from offscreen. “I’m going to try , okay? I don’t know if I can do it, but I’m gonna meet with the doctor now.”
“You are?”
“Yeah. Yes. If I can do it, I will.”
“That your sister?” I ask.
Becky nods as another figure steps into the frame and squeezes her shoulder. I just see a curtain of dark hair and a white T-shirt, until the person turns and looks at the camera. “Hi, I’m Bethany.”
“Hi,” I say.
“Hey, Bethany!” Cleo calls out, stepping into the frame.
“Hey, Cleo. Thank you so much. I feel so much better about all this. Okay, where’s the nurse? I’m gonna go get her to call the doctor.” She darts offscreen.
Becky bursts into tears. “I might not die?”
“You keep fighting,” I tell her. “Stay strong and let your sister talk to the doctor.”
“Okay.”
“And good luck, all right?”
“Thank you.”
“Becky,” says Cleo, “I’m going to call you again in a couple of
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