Cancer Free

The pungent smell of carbon dioxide, the rumble of cars, and the distant blare of sirens greet Elsida from the rolled-down window of the taxi car. She hadn’t realized she missed New York until the chaos around her filled her with nostalgia.

Three months ago she made a grave decision she believed would save her Father’s life, little did she know it was all a farce.

The mere thought of it made her clench her fists tightly and force herself to breathe through her mouth in a practiced motion.

Her breathing picked up as they approached the street in Brooklyn where their townhouse was located, she shut her eyes tightly as she continued to breathe through her mouth to calm her racing heart.

Elsida was terrified of what she was going to see when she arrived and she hoped it wasn’t worse than when she left.

She muted her worrisome thoughts and paid the driver before stepping out of the taxi. With a sharp intake of breath, she marched toward the front porch and barely made it three steps before