Two weeks later, the email came in.
Aaliyah checked it first, her face lighting up with curiosity. Amara leaned over her sister’s shoulder as they navigated the results.
The first page was predictable: a mix of African and European ancestry.
But then there was an alert:
Significant findings. Please consult a specialist.
“What does that even mean?” Amara asked, her brow furrowed.
“I don’t know,” Aaliyah said, staring at the screen. “Let’s ask Mom.”
The twins called for their mother, who had been in the kitchen. When she saw the alert, her smile faded, replaced with quiet concern.
“Let’s not jump to conclusions,” she said, but her voice wavered. “We’ll take these results to Dr. Benson tomorrow and get this clarified.”
The excitement of discovery shifted into unease. Something about their mom’s tone hinted this was no small matter.
The next morning would begin a journey they never could have anticipated.
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