The hospital refused a dying baby one last visit with his therapy dog! When his mother smuggled the German shepherd in anyway, the dog ignored the crib-and started barking at something beside it…

Leah’s body went still. “And?”

Natalie spread the pages across the low table. They were covered in dates, numbers, arrows, and notes written so tightly that Leah could barely read them. “I’m not a doctor. I need you to understand that.”

“Natalie.”

“I know patterns,” she said. “I’ve worked this unit for six years. Caleb’s decline has been treated like continue reading …