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…

they truly were: professionals. Denise shouted assignments from the desk. Respiratory therapists ran for portable units. Dr. Pierce appeared at Caleb’s doorway and took one look at the smoke before stripping off his suit jacket and reaching for gloves.

“Leah,” he said. “We’re moving him.”

Her body reacted before her mind did. “Can he survive that?”

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