Kimiko
"I... I don't have the money to." I muttered, my jaw quavering. I wanted to cry. Unshed tears burned at my eyes. At the same time, I wanted to scream. I just... needed to scream. It wasn't fair. And yet, part of my mind was convinced this was unreal. That it was a joke, that I'd be able to get on with my life and maybe work at CERN someday.
Fred left the room suddenly. I guess this made him uncomfortable. I guess it would. I'm not really close to anyone here. I'm just a stranger who just figured out she was dying.