Contributor: Anna Philpot - - Lorraine watched her daughter’s hiking boots inch further over the cliff’s edge. Cass turned, pushing her thick, dark hair, polished mahogany, from her cheek. She sipped from her water bottle, then hurled it into the ravine. Pebbles spit down the rock face and Cass’s feet slid forward. Lorraine yelped as her hand snaked around her daughter’s arm, pulling her back. “I’m done,” Cass whispered. “You couldn’t know you and Jeremy both carried the gene. The chances are one in over 1,600 for crying out loud! Cassie, you’re a scientist. You understand probability.” Lorraine shook her daughter until Cass’s head snapped back and Lorraine looked into her daughter’s tear-glaze eyes. “ Jeremy was going to leave,” Cass said, eyes flashing defiantly. “Leave me to deal with Angela’s dying. He told me so. But she...

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Author: Anna Philpot