Chapter5

When I reached the hospital, the emergency room lights were still on. The attending physician walked out, exhausted. “Ms. Scott, your grandmother’s condition is critical. The cancer has spread to her lungs; the targeted drugs are working less and less...” “Is there another way?” I clutched his white coat, my knuckles white. “I’ll pay whatever it costs. Just save her!” “We’ve contacted specialists in North City. They recommend trying CAR-T therapy, but it’s expensive—only a thirty percent success rate...” Thirty percent. My vision blurred. I’d seen the cost of CAR-T therapy online. It was a number I couldn’t even scrape together the change for. Then, Chuck’s car pulled up at the hospital entrance. He strode in. “What did the doctor say?” I clung to him like he was my last lifeline, but bit my lip hard, refusing to speak. Beg him? It’s not like I had a choice. “Chuck, please, my grandmother was good to you once.” I wiped my tears, dropping to my knees at his feet. “Save her, a