They needed a small tissue sample to identify the exact tumor and choose the safest treatment.
“Will you cut my head open?” Sophie asked.
The neurosurgeon explained that the procedure would be performed through a small opening using image guidance. He spoke carefully, without making promises he could not keep.
Sophie listened, clutching her rabbit.
“Can the tumor hear us?”
“No,” he said.
“Good. I don’t want it to know we found it.”
The biopsy was scheduled for the following morning.
After the doctors left, Eric approached Daniel in the hallway.
“I will contact your school.”
“That isn’t enough,” Daniel said.
“What do you want me to do?”
“Tell them you accused me without evidence. Use those exact words.”
Eric’s jaw tightened.
“You weren’t the one who got that test result.”
“No. I was just the person you decided to destroy with it.”
