It was dark when she had came to the party.
She had put it off for as long as she could, otherwise she would have been there much earlier.
It was in a small, wooden lonely hut at the edge of a primeval forest.
Inside she joined in a light, desultory conversation about her mutual friends that were not present.
But in the corner of the room was another discussion, where the speaker had had her back to her.
It was then, that she over-heard the words, that mentioned specifically about her potentially grave medical condition.
It was indeed her doctor that had inadvertently broke this ghastly news to her, that had been hitherto, unknown, to this gob-smacked, tearful. previously happy child