While rushing home, I caught my tiny children abandoned in the woods, injured and unrecognizable. I burst into my parents’ house yelling, “What did you do?!” My sister coldly replied, “You lost your rights.” Before I could react, my dad choked me out. Then, my phone rang with a call from the ICU…
Theo was rushed into a trauma bay, his core temperature dangerously elevated. IV fluids were pushed. Cool saline packs were applied to his groin and armpits. Through the glass partition, I watched him whimper, a weak, heartbreaking sound that tore at my sanity.
Maisy was placed in the adjacent bay. She sat on the crinkling paper of the examination continue reading …
