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Previously from the Doctor of Hope Prologue –
Back in Philadelphia, Tina and Ashley slowly made their way into the ground floor bedroom in Tina’s home.
Hope dwindling rapidly and running short on time for a therapy treatment for Ashley.
Being older, Tina naturally felt responsible for her kid sister. Wanting to shield Ashley from any harm, sorrow or illness in life. But that wish was being severely tested. The frail woman’s body was growing weaker and fragile. The disease was slowing robbing her of strength, her health, courage and most of all – hope.
Through the doorway and once in the bedroom, Tina carefully led Ashley towards the double bed and gently sat her on the edge of the mattress.
“Oh god.” Ashley immediately whispered and grabbed for Tina’s arm, “Sis . . . oh . . .”
“Ash.” Tina turned towards her sister and saw the pale pallor on her face. Her eyes were glassy too.
“I . . . I don’t feel so well.”
“Ash.” The blonde saw the tremor in her sister’s limbs. “Ashley, what’s the matter?”
“I . . . feel . . . light headed.” Ashley said, her voice sounded like an echo. It felt like her head was spinning. Her vision suddenly came blurry. It was difficult for her to focus. A cold shiver shot through her body. She held onto Tina tightly for support.
“Can you lay down?” Tina asked, her own voice slightly raised in alarm. True concern on her facial features as she regarded her sister.
“I . . . I’m . . . really . . . dizzy.” Was all Ashley got out before she suddenly collapsed back and fell onto the bed.