Prepare for the worst

~Vanessa~

I sat by the window, clutching the phone tightly in my hand. The sunlight streamed in, casting a warm glow on my face. Today was the day I had been waiting for, the day when I would share my newfound knowledge with someone in desperate need. With a smart grin on my face, I dialed the number that would bring hope to a grieving heart.

The phone rang a few times before a hesitant voice answered, "Hello?"

"Hi there," I replied, my voice filled with enthusiasm. "Is this Mrs. Anderson?"

"Yes, it is," came the cautious response. "Who is this?"

"My name is Vanessa," I said, my tone conveying my eagerness. "I recently discovered something that might help your child. I heard about your situation and couldn't sit back without reaching out to you."

The Andersons were the first to sign with Mr Clarke, and I've been waiting for the day we discovered the right cure to speak to them.