My Med School Application Was Withdrawn Overnight—And My Sister Was Responsible

“Lena—”

“I know I don’t deserve to give you anything,” she said quickly. “I know what I did. But I wanted you to have this. Because you earned it. You earned all of it.”

I held the stethoscope in my hands, the weight of it unfamiliar but right.

“Thank you,” I said.

She nodded, blinking fast.

“Be great, Nadia,” she said. “I mean it. Be the doctor I couldn’t continue reading …