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We all sat with her and watched a machine breathe for her. We watched her because she was too beautiful not to.
Chapter Thirty-Five
“Mr. Blackwell,” we heard outside Cricket’s room at three in the afternoon.
My heart raced faster than it ever had and I wondered if I would go into cardiac arrest before I even a chance to save her.
I stood and left the room, sliding the large glass door shut behind me. Dr. Caldwell stood before me. I breathed deeply, trying to compose myself.
“And?”
“I stood outside the panel doors and just heard some news. It’s decided that you are a suitable match as a living donor for Caroline Hunt, and you have been approved for transplant.”
I couldn’t answer him, couldn’t respond. I collapsed on my knees, unable to support myself. I buried my face in my hands. Dr. Caldwell bent over me and patted my back.
“Son, this is very good news.”
I stood and braced a hand on the wall next to me. “This is wonderful news,” I said simply.
“We’ll prep you both for tomorrow.”
“Of course,” I said, a confusing combination of happy, sad, worried, ecstatic and overwhelmed.
I sighed and ran my fingers through my disheveled hair before sliding the doors back open.
“I just talked to Dr. Caldwell and Cricket will get a kidney tomorrow,” I told them.
“What?” Ellie asked, stunned.
“She will?” Bridge asked, sobbing, then hugged Jonah.
“Yes,” I told the room, unable to stop my own tears.
Everyone jumped up and hugged, cried and the relief on their faces made the sacrifice all the more sweet.
Ellie looked at me and her face contorted in pain, but she also looked hopeful. She hugged me tightly around the neck. “It’s your kidney, isn’t it?” she asked, stunning me.
I pulled her away from me and answered her with a simple nod. She hugged me tighter and cried a little bit harder. “I love her, Ellie.”
“I know,” she said and kissed my cheek.
We all sat and reveled in our good news, talking and in such a hopeful mood.
“You know,” I told Ellie softly, “I hadn’t even gotten a chance to tell Cricket.”
“That you love her?”
“Yes,” I said, a little bit sad.
“Spencer, my darling, she already knows.”
I shook my head, looking at her beautiful face.
“Spencer,” Ellie repeated, “she knows, my boy.”
“How?”
“Oh, I knew it before you did and so did she, though she was too stubborn to admit it,” she laughed.
