“I’m so sorry, love, but your twin sister is going to die.”
The little girl studied her daddy’s face. Unshed tears filled her eyes.
“The only thing that can save her is a bone marrow transplant and you’re the only match. So you’re her only chance.”
The doctor explained the procedure. He showed her the needle. He described the pain.
The little girl listened intently, hugging her daddy tightly all the while.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked.
“Yes, of course, she’s my sister, but I have one question.”
“Do I die straight away?”
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