

It’s a relatively unexceptional error in the body, the most common childhood cancer. Flynn inhaled again and then explained to us that acute lymphoblastic leukemia is a type of cancer that affects bone marrow and white blood cells. A sad woman is a blade hanging over the world, threatening to fall at any moment.ĭr. It felt like God had punched me in the heart, and Melisa choked back something. From the other room, the sound ofĪnita giggling reached our ears.

Embroidered in blue right above the pocket, it read: Dr. I gently cupped my hand over hers, but she pulled away, quick and violent like an invisible shanking, so instead I stared at the doctor’s white coat. I wanted to hold Melisa, to comfort her and say it’d be okay, but I was scared of making any sudden movement. We didn’t look at each other, but I could feel the panic setting in, circulating through my wife like she was radioactive. My wife, Melisa, and I breathed in that silence and waited. Silence is never as cold and sterile as it is in hospitals. The doctor gave us a moment to process what she’d said. I understood her, but I wanted her to be our hope. She immediately added that she couldn’t make any promises. The young, white, pretty doctor told us it was too early to tell for sure, but there was a good chance that Anita was going to be okay. You can wrap a shotgun in flowers, but that doesn’t make the blast less lethal. Those strange words were said in a voice that was both impossibly sharp and velvety.

Our Anita, who waited in the other room, playing with Legos and still wrapped in innocence. She said our four-year-old daughter had cancer in her blood cells. Her mouth opened just enough to let the words flow out. She talked to us softly, using the tone most people use to explain things to a child, especially when they think the kid is an idiot.
