I was chopping vegetables when my four-year-old daughter

Bring my granddaughter home before you make this worse for yourself.

For yourself.

Not for Emma.

I turn the phone toward the doctor with shaking fingers. He reads it once, then looks at me with a different expression. Not calm now. Alert.

“Don’t respond,” he says.

The nurse opens the door a crack.

“Dr. Heller? Emma says her stomach hurts.”

I push past him continue reading …