By: Kristin Song
The door opened slowly, and the ER doctor walked in and leaned against the wall. He slid down until he was sitting on the floor and put his head in his hands. Then in a voice barely audible he said, "I am so sorry. He's gone."
My husband Mike and I looked at each other, panic splashed across our faces. Mike had the courage to ask, "How …
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