Ralph gripped his phone, tears falling down his face freely.
He heard it correctly, didn't he? He did, right? A donor? Really? They found a matching donor?
The odds were stacked up so high against them and they found one??
"What ... how?" Ralph asked, sniffling as he wiped his face with his sleeve.
"It's ... well, it's a miracle. Truly a miracle. Out of the blue, someone sent us a sample and said that he wanted to test if he was compatible. I don't know the details as it was dealt with by Dr. Ben, but suffice to say, it was!"
"Who is it?" Ralph asked, eternally grateful.
"The donor wanted to remain anonymous," the nurse said, sniffling herself, "We have started preparations for the operation. I am calling to ask permission to proceed."
"Of course!" Ralph replied without hesitation, putting down the phone.
He had been so engrossed in the call that he didn't realise that the connection to the MIB leaders wasn't cut yet.
