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tightened. “So he comes with me.”
“Yes,” Gregory said. “If you sign the guardianship paperwork today.”
“I already did,” I told him.
That evening, drizzle spitting cold across the parking lot, I pulled up to the discharge entrance at Nationwide Children’s.
A nurse wheeled Brandon out. He had a backpack slung over one shoulder and a hospital bracelet still continue reading …
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