A “Thoughtful” Birthday Gift, an ER Visit, and the Custody Papers Waiting in the Hallway

collapsing into my arms as if her legs had simply stopped working.

Her skin felt clammy. Her breathing turned shallow, uneven. The room that had been full of laughter went silent in an instant. Someone shouted her name. Another parent asked if she was allergic to something.

Mark pushed through the kids, scooped Lily up, and held her close.

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