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“Sure. Who needs a liver?” His keen eyes sparked.
“I don’t even know if I’d be a match, but if I were, I’d prefer to keep the donation anonymous. Is that possible? And what would I need to do?”
“We’d start with a simple blood test first. After that, we’d do some tissue sampling. Anonymity is definitely possible. I’m assuming you have a specific person in mind for the donation?”
“Yes. Kensi Silver.”
“She’s my patient, actually. And her case is urgent.”
“Yes, I know. Her father is a friend of mine, and the reason I’d like to keep this anonymous.”
His forehead creased, and his brows drew closer together. The distant look in his eyes as he stared right through me gave me the chills.
“I understand.” He typed a few keystrokes into the computer and printed a requisition. “The lab is down the hall. They’ll draw your blood, and we’ll be in touch.”
He glanced at the paperwork. “Laura Young? As in, Alice and Tom’s daughter?”
“You know my parents?” My voice cracked.
“Everyone knows your parents. I worked with them at Manhattan General.”
“Yes, that’s their home base.”
“I didn’t know they had a grandson.”
I scrunched my shoulders against my neck, cleared my throat, and lowered my head. “That’s because they don’t know they have one.”
My hushed voice lingered in the air, like a pause button, until Dr. Hippo broke the silence. “Given your parents’ profession and yours, you’re aware that life is not easy. But it is short, and I wouldn’t waste time trying to fix what can’t be fixed, but what can. Life, health, and relationships fall into that category. Also, I’m not one to judge when I shall be judged as well. I only want to help, Laura, and everything said between us remains confidential.”
“Thank you, Dr. Hippo. I truly appreciate your help.”
“Laura, your file here from eight years ago says you were pregnant, and that the baby—”
“Yes, sir. I’d like that part of my life to stay confidential as well.”
“All right. For what it’s worth, you have as much drive and independence as your parents do. And it seems like your heart is in the right place, too. Reach out if you need anything, and I’ll call you with the blood results.”
“Thank you.”
We shook hands, and I went to the lab with the requisition for the bloodwork shaking in my hand.
CHAPTER 4
JAMES
Isat in a mini chair with my knees up to my chin, sipping tea from a plastic pink cup, opposite my daughters. Laila was wearing her Sunday dress and a sparkly tiara, while Kensi had opted for a homemade warrior outfit, which came with a ladle as a sword.
“Daddy cookie.” Laila pushed another oatmeal treat between my lips.
“Thank you. It’s delicious.” I said with a mouthful and turned to my mother. “Was this Tiffany’s idea?”
“No. The girls did everything. Kensi set the table and the cups.”
“What about the cheese grater?” I pointed to Kensi’s chest, and the girl grinned from ear to ear. “That’s my breastplate.” She took the ski-goggles off her head and lowered them to the table. “But I don’t need my visor when I eat.”
I loved my daughter’s wild imagination. She’d stopped playing with her friends a few weeks back because she wasn’t strong enough to last through a soccer game. But her little sister and grandparents occupied her better than any school.
“And who are you supposed to be?”
