Leonel
My heart squeezed with an unexplainable sadness as I walked into the hospital room with a bouquet of roses, a box of chocolates, and a teddy bear, hoping these gifts would cheer up my sister.
She lay on the bed, hooked to an IV drip and a monitor. She was awake now, but her face was pale. I smiled, headed to her bedside, and tried as hard as I could to disguise the pain I felt inside of me.
As far as I can remember, Leana has always been active and outdoorsy. If she wasn't working, she'd travel from country to country with her boyfriend, Harry, a Jamaican whose father owned one of the biggest automobile stores in the US.
Leana forbade us to tell Harry her condition. She had been diagnosed with stage two blood cancer. We respected her wishes because she had a sinking feeling that
