Yesterday was one of the scariest days of my life. I got a call from the school, the kind that makes your heart drop before you even pick up. “Your son had an accident,” they said. “He’s okay, but… you should come now.” I rushed to the hospital, expecting tears, panic, maybe even fear. But when I walked in, there he was—my little boy, grinning like he just won a prize, his arm wrapped up in a thick cast. “Mom!” he called, lifting his arm proudly. “I totally saved her.” I blinked. “Saved who?” That’s when he told me the...
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