My Med School Application Was Withdrawn Overnight—And My Sister Was Responsible

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My father folded his newspaper, suddenly attentive.

I told them everything. The text. The withdrawal. The emails. The phone call from Dr. Hassan. The fact that in less than an hour, someone from the medical school was going to call the house to discuss what Lena had done.

My mother’s knife stopped moving. She set it down slowly, staring at me.

“Lena continue reading …