Conscience, Cancer, And Death! Part II

For the next three weeks, Shari and Dr. Wilson tried to reach Carlene and got no answer. Her emergency contact wasn’t answering her phone either.

Shari couldn’t understand why she changed her name, so she hired a Private Investigator to find her giving him both names.

Six months later, Shari’s cell phone rang as she rested inside a private restroom, after a five-hour operation to remove a medium size tumor from a child’s brain.

Her heart skipped a beat as she recognized the number. She quickly answered, begging, “Please, tell me you found her!”

Kevin Nelson answered, “It’s good and bad.”

“Is she alive?”

“Sort of.”

“Get to the point Kevin!” she demands.

“She is in Broward County Mercy Hospital in Florida. According to my sources, the cancer has eaten up her brain. She is dying of brain cancer!”

“Not if I can save her!” Shari vowed.

Five hours later Dr. Shari Brooks eagerly and impatiently, paced the office of the director of Broward County Mercy Hospital, awaiting the director, and head of Surgery.

Minutes later Dr. Stefan O Malley and Dr. Joseph Ingram entered.

“I want to operate on her now!” Shot from Shari’s heart and soul after identifying herself and explaining why she is here.

“You read the report, the cancer has eaten up most of her brain, she is dying,” Dr. Joseph Ingram explained.

“Please,” Shari begged in tears. “Let me try something, you know my reputation.”

“There is nothing to try,” Dr. Stefan O’Malley said in protest. “The cancer was aggressive. If we had caught it six months earlier, she could have been saved.”

“Why do you insist on saving her?” A familiar voice called out at the entrance of the half-opened door.

Shari spun around to see Anna’s sister, Gloria.

“Oh sorry, this is Mrs. Gloria. . . . . . “ Dr. O’Malley attempted to introduce them.

“We know each other,” Gloria notified cutting him off, then entering the room.

“She saved my life,” Shari notified.

“How? By throwing you down a flight of stairs breaking your back?” Gloria recalls.

“That’s how I met my adoptive parents and they opened my mind to a different world. A world where dreams were possible,” Shari explained in tears. “I just wanted to thank her. Why did she run away?”

Gloria sighed, then explained, “She thought you wanted to harm her.”

“Why would I do that? I am a doctor. I went into this field to save lives because my adoptive mother died of a brain tumor,” Shari explained.

Another big sigh and Gloria informs, “The night before she saw you, she was watching an episode on CSI NY and the child killed her stepmother for abusing her twenty-five years earlier.”

Shari’s eyes expanded as the two doctors stared at her in shock, Shari pulled a deep breath, and said in reflection, “The day we met in Doctor Wilson’s office would have been twenty-five years since she threw me down a flight of stairs, and broke my back.”

“How old were you when that happened?” Dr. Ingram asked.

“I was eight years old,” Shari recalls.

“And you want to forgive her for almost killing you?” Dr. O’Malley questioned in shock.

Shari’s facial expression changed as she recalled the words of Grace Allen. The angel who adopted her while she was in the hospital recovering and changed her life.

“My adoptive mother demands that I forgive her,” Shari informs.

“Why?” Gloria demands. “She was horrible to you!”

“She said,” Shari held her breath, raised her head, freeing long awaited tears, recalling the words of her adoptive Mom, “She said I can’t love my destination but hate the journey, route, car, bus, train, or whatever took me to the place I am, that I love and is happy to be. She said if I keep caressing the hate from the pain of the past, I will forget where I came from and end up back there. That tiny action will transport me to a place where pain lives and the hate will imprison me there.”

“Why didn’t you tell her that?” Gloria demanded.

“I reached out to her on all of the major social media sites and she never responded. I hired a PI to find her,” Shari explained.

“She changed her name,” Gloria notified.

“I found out from Dr. Wilson after she refused to answer our calls. So, I hired the PI again, giving him both names,” Shari explained wiping away more tears. “In Dr. Wilson’s office was the last day I saw her, until today.”

“You just wanted to thank her?” Dr. O’Malley asked.

Shari nods.

“Damn!” Gloria cried out. “Her conscience killed her!”

Many humans love their destination but despise their journey, unaware that the lessons learned during their journey are what will preserve and keep them in the destination that they love and are happy at. Annelise Lords

If your heart could speak, what would it say?

If you love your destination, don’t detest the route that took you there. It’s packed with vital life lessons that will contribute to your success! Annelise Lords

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