Too Late to Save Me
"Jay, I shouldn't have let Doug get tested in the first place. The surgery's getting closer, and instead of being grateful, you're picking fights with him. I don't even recognize you anymore."
Doug spoke up right on cue. "Mom, Dad, Moira… Let's do the transplant the day after tomorrow. Living with him and dealing with this every day… I'm exhausted."
My parents pulled him into their arms, hearts aching for him.
Moira shot me a hard look. "Happy now?"
Dad added, "Don't think that just because Doug donates his marrow, you'll have us all to yourself. Keep dreaming! We raised him for 23 years. He'll always be our favorite son."
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