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…

A bad batch. Some kind of breakdown. I don’t know yet.” Natalie’s voice dropped. “And he may not be the only one.”

Leah gripped the edge of the table. “What do you mean?”

“I checked three other patients who received the same formula. Not enough to prove anything. But enough to scare me.”

The waiting room door seemed suddenly too thin. Leah looked through continue reading …