Months passed by. Beth managed to buy a small log cabin. Laura would stay with her. In one room there were two beds with maple headrests with a small oak table beside each, in another room there was a stove, an oven, a sink, a large cupboard, and an oak table and two chairs. There was a bathroom. Finally, there was a living room with a warm fireplace and a patchwork quilt as a carpet next to it and two cushiony armchairs.
For a while, it seemed as though things would turn out alright. But soon, Beth began to get sicker and weaker every day, and the doctor said that terrible fate would be awaiting Beth if the special medicine was not purchased, and fast. The special medicine cost five thousand dollars. It was very rare, and found only in Pakistan. It was called the Tromedlov (Trom-idd-lahv) plant and you could make the special purple gel medicine if you mixed the Tromedlov juice with cane sugar crystals and boiled the concoction.
Meanwhile, the next few weeks went terribly for the three sisters. Rikky spent half her time crying her eyes out. Beth had to stay at the hospital. And lonely Laura paced back and forth through Beth's cabin with only Beth's dog, Firebolt, for company.
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