The Glass Doll They Left Behind
Language: en
My diagnosis turned me into the family’s greatest burden after I had poor coagulation, their Glass Doll. The doctor had given me five years. Because of that sentence, my parents’ entire world revolved around me. They poured every cent, every moment of their lives, into keeping me alive. The one day we had a faint sound of laughter was my fifth birthday. Only my little sister, Willow, was too young to understand the relief. “Aubrey,” she asked, her voice small and bewildered, “is this the last birthday we’ll ever have with you?” That was the first time Dad ever hit her. Mom collapsed onto…