“Acute myeloid leukemia?” Olivia Jameson’s voice was thin. “What is it, exactly, Em?”
Emma swallowed hard. “It’s – it’s bad, Liv.”
“How bad?” Jennifer Sawyer asked. “What are we talking about here?”
Emma looked around at her friends. All three of them were pale with shock but calm and supportive. She knew she wasn’t alone in this.
She picked up a small pile of folders. “I printed out everything you’ll need to know… this material will tell you more than I can.”
Katherine Lawrence managed a grin. “Leave it to you, to prepare instructional and informational materials for us.” She took the folder. “Is it all color-coded, too?”
Emma feigned indignation. “Of course!”
Kat shook her head; her shoulder-length hair was platinum blonde this week and it moved around her face like a wave. “Yeah,
