Rewrite Her Story
“Mr. Xanders, we’ve got an emergency. Mrs. Xanders is hemorrhaging badly. She needs a blood transfusion right now!”
My father shouted at him, “Call the blood bank now, then!”
The doctor wiped his sweat and said, “The problem is, she has that rare Rh-negative blood type. The hospital doesn’t have any matching blood right now.”
My mother shuddered violently as she tried to pull me away.
At that moment, my father’s gaze fell on Little Zoe.
He asked elatedly, “Z-Zoe is Rh-negative too, isn’t she?”