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et hen I was fifteen, my younger sister died.
It happened very suddenly. She was twelve
then, in her first year of junior high. She had
been born with a congenital heart problem,
but since her last surgeries, in the upper
grades of elementary school, she hadn’t
shown any more symptoms, and our family
had felt reassured, holding on to the faint
hope that her life would go on without inci-
dent. But, in May of that year, her heartbeat
became more irregular. It was especially bad
when she lay down, and she suffered many
sleepless nights. She underwent tests at the
university hospital, but no matter how de-
tailed the tests the doctors couldn’t pinpoint
any changes in her physical condition. The
basic issue had ostensibly been resolved by
the operations, and they were baffled.

“Avoid strenuous exercise and follow a reg-

ular routine, and things should settle down
soon,” her doctor said. That was probably all
he could say. And he wrote out a few pre-
scriptions for her.

But her arrhythmia didn’t settle down. As

I sat across from her at the dining table I
often looked at her chest and imagined the
heart inside it. Her breasts were beginning
to develop noticeably. Yet, within that chest,
my sister’s heart was defective. And even a
specialist couldn’t locate the defect. That fact
alone had my brain in constant turmoil. I
spent my adolescence in a state of anxiety,
fearful that, at any moment, I might lose my
little sister.

My parents told me to watch over her, since

her body was so delicate. While we were
attending the same elementary school, I
always kept my eye on her. If need be, I was
willing to risk my life to protect her and
her tiny heart. But the opportunity never
presented itself.
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