"She is critically ill.

"She is critically ill." "Where can you find another doctor at this late hour?" "My brother is in the car outside." "Oh please ask him in. He may be able to save her," Warqa's grandmother urged. Dr. Miyad asked her brother to come in. He examined Warqa and diagnosed her sickness. They agreed that she should be taken to the hospital, but Warqa's grandmother was terrified. "Is she that sick? Is she dying?

Woe to me, I have killed her!" The doctor said, "It is vitally important that she be taken to the hospital. Won't you agree?" "Of course I will,” said the grandmother quickly. An ambulance was requested and it soon came. Dr. Miyad promised to take care of Warqa and so her grandmother remained at home. Dr. Miyad reassured her and said she would stay in touch by phone. Warqa responded well to treatment but she was still unconscious. Dr.

Miyad and her brother were by Warqa's bed when they heard her murmur: "It is not possible that their father is a murderer...Oh, Miyad can't be the daughter of a killer ...please, grandma, make that silly man Mahir go away... let them have the house...how can I refuse her brother, I only saw him twice...I don’t want... Dr. Miyad looked pale and turned to her brother, "You heard what she said, didn't you?" "Yes. It seems she had a reason for her refusal." "What shall we do now?" asked Miyad.

"Let her recover first and we can settle the matter later.” Two days later Warqa was much better and Miyad was in her room when she awoke and looked around in amazement. She saw her friend, but closed her eyes again in disbelief, thinking she was dreaming. Dr. Miyad took her hand and said, "How do you feel now, dear sister?" Warqa opened her eyes and asked weakly, "Are you really Dr. Miyad, or am I dreaming?" "Oh no, you are not dreaming. Thank God you are well again." "Where is my grandmother?

" "She is at home. I told her I 'd take her place and stay with you. I will send for her now to come see you." "How was I brought here?" Warqa asked. "You are tired now, so rest. I will tell you all about it tomorrow. I will go phone your grandmother now.” "Please don't leave me alone; I am afraid.” "You are getting well.

Why are you scared?” "I am not afraid of sickness," Warqa explained, "I am afraid of people." "I won't be away for long, just a few minutes." At that moment the door was opened by her grandmother, who rushed toward her. Dr. Miyad said, "She is all right and has asked about you." The grandmother kissed her…