Lindsay Anderson

Bryce Lindsay Anderson

"Wait, what?" I asked, my eyes growing wide. "The cancer is gone, as in, gone, gone?""That's right, sweet-ie." Dr. Carlson beamed at my parents and me. "You know what that means, right?""That I get to go home?""Exact-ly!"Immed-iately, I began to sob. Wrapp-ing their arms around me, my wonder-ful and amazing parents began to cry, too. After all, we had waited for years to be told this news!"When does she get to go home?" Dad wanted to know. "To-night after she gets a good shower and the dis-charge paper work in filled out.""Sounds like a plan." Mom smiled and whisper-ed. "I am ready to have my baby girl back home."