The next part changes everything.

he rubbed his face and said, “We still have time. But we need to act fast.”

I squeezed the boy’s hand.

“Okay,” I said.

My voice felt steadier than I expected.

“Then call them. Book the earliest date.”

My husband stared at me.

“I’ll do it,” I said.

The boy’s fingers tightened around mine.

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