Chapter 297. Two Lines.
SEDONA
I did the test on a Tuesday morning while sitting alone in the bathroom.. I looked at the apparatus of the test result. I sat on the bathtub for a couple of minutes after that. I stared blankly around, just sitting with it.
The first feeling I got was fear. My body had been through a great deal. My remission was strong, my markers excellent, Dr Mitchell’s last three screenings entirely reassuring, but I had spent enough time understanding exactly what my body had survived to know that this was a question requiring an actual answer, not an assumption.
I called Dr Mitchell before I called anyone else. His assistant put me through immediately. That told me something about the flagging on my file after two years of careful monitoring.
"Sedona, is anything th
