...a chance to another person of my choice?”

“We got pulse!” — one of the medics shouted, and Una took her first breath back on Earth.

After the transportation, she was placed in a hospital. They told her that her life was not in danger anymore and she was going for full recovery, but they scheduled some scans for tomorrow to check if any of her body parts received any damage that went unnoticed. That meant she would not be there for her.

“Your belongings are here, Mrs. Malcolm. Purse, jeans, booties, shirt... boots. Do you need anything right now?” — the nurse asked.

“Yes, can you check if my phone is alive.”

“Let me see... it is.” — she opened the purse and handed the device to the patient. It was fine, aside from a big crack on the protective film.

She unblocked the screen. Thirty-ish minutes since she checked the time in the taxi. No calls, but the hospital had Alan’s number, so he was on the way.

***

The call was in the middle of the night. Candace’s excited voice said:

“Hi Una, this is Candace. Alan texted that you are going to be fine, and I hope for that too. I wanted to tell you that something weird just happened. Mom had a clinical ****, but... Then she didn’t. When she opened her eyes, they were full of life. She wanted to call you, but I decided that it would be safer not to do that.

I wouldn’t believe that a few minutes ago, but now the doctors say she’s going to live. I hope you will get well soon and come for a family celebration in... any day, I guess. Whatever. Crazy stuff. Bye-bye.”

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