My Med School Application Was Withdrawn Overnight—And My Sister Was Responsible

moment, my hand resting on the doorframe.

“I don’t know why I’m telling you this,” I said. “Maybe because… I don’t know. Maybe because you’re still my sister.”

I heard movement inside. Then the door opened a crack.

Lena stood there, her eyes red-rimmed, her hair unwashed. She looked smaller than I remembered.

“Congratulations,” she said. The word came continue reading …