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intake, the ear tugging, the irritability.
Liam cried when they examined him, then slumped against me, exhausted.
When we were sent back to wait in a curtained bay for the attending physician, I sat in a vinyl chair with him in my lap and realized my face was wet.
I hadn’t felt the tears start.
A woman across from me in the shared waiting area—a brunette continue reading …
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