SybilI sat rigid in the chair as I stared at the man sitting across from me. Mr. Gable had a spreadsheet open on his computer and he was not looking at me. He was looking at the numbers. It was terrifying how quickly a human life could be reduced to a column of digits. My sister, Maya, was upstairs in a sterile room with machines breathing for her, but down here in the billing department, she was just an outstanding balance."I just need you to authorize the surgery," I said. My voice was steady. I refused to let it shake. "I will find the rest of the money by Friday. I can liquidate my retirement account and pull a loan against my salary."Mr. Gable finally looked up. He adjusted his glasses and offered a look of practiced, professional sympathy. It was the exact look you give someone right before you announce their life is ruined."Ms. Adams, we have been over this," he said quietly. "The hospital board requires seventy percent upfront for experimental procedures. That is a strict
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