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…
She told Jack what the doctors had said, though saying it out in the open air made it feel both more real and less survivable. “They think he has days,” she said. “Maybe a week. Dr. Pierce didn’t say it like that, but I understood him.”
Jack handed the phone back. His jaw worked once, tight and controlled.
