My Dying Son’s Final Wish Was to Meet His Favorite Firefighters – But When We Arrived, the Captain Removed His Helmet and Said, ‘Ma’am, Before Your Son Comes Inside, There’s Something You Need to Know’
I’d been waiting to hear those words for days. My knees went soft. I could hear the phone still buzzing faintly in my purse, and I understood, or thought I understood, that whatever the hospital wanted to tell me, the fire captain had already been told first.
I reached blindly for the door handle of my car to steady myself.
