The rejection was painful, especially since we could not fathom why it developed. We wondered if we were at fault, what we had done, and how we could make amends.
I had a friend. When I was eight years old, I had a friend. Her name was Anni.
Like Eva, I had to travel alone to a place where I knew no one, leaving my friends, my family, and my home.
After Eva's sudden departure, we never lived together as a family again.
Right then I decided to become a doctor.