My 12-Year-Old Son Helped His Wheelchair-Using Friend Enjoy a Camping Trip — The Next Day, I Got an Urgent Call from the School

and genuine. “Worth it,” he said.

Leo smiled, tired but certain. “Yeah,” he replied. “It was.”

That night, I stood outside his room, the door slightly open. He was already asleep, his breathing steady and calm.

The patch rested on his desk, catching the soft light from the hallway.

And in that quiet moment, something settled deep inside me.

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