Sarah wondered in a low voice, almost afraid of the answer, "Do you believe they will ever find it? "
"They're getting closer," David said, his gaze fixed on the article in his hands. "New treatments, new technology... it's no longer a dream. "
She leaned back, picturing a life free of hospital visits and the stress of uncertainty. "It would alter everything—no more fear every time someone says the word. "
David nodded. "It's not all about science. " It is all about trying. And, as we all know, "hope keeps people fighting. "
They sat in quiet for a while, both thinking about the day when the remedy would eventually arrive. For Sarah, it was her father's smile that returned. David rejoiced at his sister's laughter filling the home again. The treatment wasn't available yet, but the idea in it felt strong.
