[ WP ] You , your spouse , and 3 kids have contracted a flesh eating disease that has already wiped out 2 billion people . You know you have about 3 days to live . The CDC has discovered a cure , but after waiting in line you only receive the final 2 units available

The kids were waiting in the lobby while I went to speak to Doctor Zoll. He told me the hard truth. They were making more, but it would not arrive in time to save anyone in my family, let alone my town. 
 
 `` You're one of the luckier cases. The first two days? Not much damage is done. With the right therapy, you will heal up like it never happened. But those kids...'' He looked down the hall towards the lobby. My wife had it the worst. She'd been sick for almost a week at this point. 
 
 `` What do I do?'' I ask, helpless. 
 
 Dr. Zoll shook his head. `` You have one vial and four people.'' 
 
 The answer should have always been obvious. But it never seemed that way. I could feel the injection moving through me, the nano-tech repairing the torn ligaments. 
 
 I put the vial in my pocket and walked out into the waiting room. My three children sat in various stages of decay. Luther, my eldest, was the worst. His face was eaten away on the right side. He would never be the same handsome boy he used to be. 
 
 Bonnie was missing her right hand. At 13 she would never be normal. 
 
 The wife -- Kindra would never look like she did before. 
 
 Only Cassie was relatively unscathed. The choice was obvious. Dr. Zoll stood in the doorway. He looked at me and I placed my hand on Cassie's shoulder. 
 
 `` We have to run some tests,'' he told my wife. `` The kids are pretty bad. All you need to do is wait in the room at the end of the hall and we will deliver some of the more substantial cure...'' 
 
 His face showed no hint of a lie. 
 
 Cassie started to move forward. Dr. Zoll held out his hand and told her to remain. `` You are not at the same risk level. We can use...'' 
 
 `` What do you mean she is remaining behind?'' 
 
 `` Why is n't she coming?'' 
 
 `` What is going on?'' 
 
 Dr. Zoll held up his hand. `` Please, listen to me very carefully. You have all been infected far longer than her. She does not need the same tests. She has been ill -- two days? -- like her father. You on the other hand? You will need skin grafts. You will need extensive nerve testing. If you would stop acting like everyone is equal in the world then you might get the cure you wanted so bad.'' 
 
 That shut the rest of them up. 
 
 Cassie sat back down, tired. I took the vial and pushed the needle into her skin. She gasped then fell silent. Relief shone in her eyes. `` It feels better.'' 
 
 The rest of the group was already being herded down the hall. I took Cassie's hand and we walked out of the hospital.
