I Was Holding My Son’s T-Shirt When His Teacher Called And Said He Had Left Something Behind

and unguarded that it stopped me where I stood.

He walked into the pediatric ward.

I followed far enough behind to stay out of his line of sight, and I watched.

The children saw him before he reached the first room. A little boy in the hallway with an IV pole started grinning the moment he spotted the yellow coat. A girl about seven years old, sitting continue reading …