The Hospital Said a Little Boy Listed Me as His Emergency Contact — But I’m 32, Single… and I Don’t Have a Son

the edge of the counter. “Is he badly hurt?”

“Stable. Some bruises, a mild concussion, and a fractured wrist. But he won’t answer questions unless we call you.”

I should have refused. I should have told them to contact child services, the police—anyone else. But a child was asking for me by name from a hospital bed, and I couldn’t just ignore that.

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