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Jane on her own. I just can’t. You have to fix me Doctor.” Charlie reached desperately at the doctor, his fear overwhelming him. It was fear for his sister, though, not for himself.
    “We’ll do all we can to stop that, Charlie. I promise.” The doctor turned her head away quickly but Jane caught the sheen of tears in the woman’s eyes.
    His doctor had compassion at least. Jane had no idea how this was all going to work but she’d learned a lot since her parents had died. Fate wasn’t kind but people could be. Dodie was a rock she knew she could depend on. Taking a deep breath she asked her own question.
    “Will he have to stay in the hospital?” She hoped his Medicaid would cover all of this.
    “For a while yes. And when we start treatment he’ll be in a ward where we can control the environment.” Dr. Evans told her.
    “Right.” Jane took a deep breath, feeling like she was sinking under a wave of grief, worry, and fear. She looked over at Dodie and knew she wouldn’t be alone, not totally but what was she to do?
    Jane desperately wished her parents were still alive, still there to make all of the decisions she was having to make, and to be here for Charlie. Jane was exhausted and felt like her energy had been drained away before she’d even built up a supply.
    “Look this is always a big shock, even when it is suspected. We aren’t going to have an exact plan in place for a few hours. I suggest we start with transferring Charlie to the children’s ward, get him settled in, and then we can talk about everything. You won’t be able to think of questions for a while and I’ll be around any time, just have me paged.” The doctor left with a reassuring smile.
    Jane didn’t feel as though the woman had been rude, just sensible and she appreciated that. She needed sensible right now. For a moment her cheeks flamed as she remembered her night with Zare. No, she probably shouldn’t be making decisions at the moment, not after that fiasco but she was all Charlie had. Time to buck up and be a hero, for Charlie.
    From that point on Jane’s life became visiting Charlie in the hospital, calling doctors and nurses, working, and working on fundraisers. Charlie’s insurance covered some of his care but there were things Medicaid refused to pay for. If there was a cheaper way, even if the outcome was less positive, then they would only pay for the cheaper alternative. She still had to pay for a lot of Charlie’s medicines, the non-medical items he needed, and the bills at home. Through all of this Jane continued to work.
    She kept her head down, staying in her own private world at work. A world where she set out the things she had to do the next day while dealing with groping customers and trays full of drinks. She didn’t let her work ethic slip, she just disengaged from what was happening. She didn’t talk to Zare over the next month, nothing more than the trivialities you had to discuss with customers.
    Her boss and the other girls knew what was going on and supported her as much as they could, switching shifts when she needed it and letting her pick up extra shifts when she could. Jane was grateful for the help but her world was fading away in the hospital. Charlie’s treatments had destroyed his immune system and he was fading away. He even looked like a ghost sometimes. His brown hair was gone, his pink healthy skin had turned almost translucent, and his eyes were just voids.
    He never complained though. Jane was proud of how brave he was being and they spent many nights talking about what they’d do when he was better. Jane promised she’d do whatever it took to make him better. But the medicine wasn’t working; she could see it in the doctor’s eyes and Charlie’s face. He was getting worse, not better.
    “Jane! Phone call!” Patty, one of the waitresses called out to Jane as she brought back a tray full of empty shot glasses.
    Jane felt her heart fall to her feet and ran to the phone. It could