The night Avery entered my life, I was 26 years old and barely six months into working overnight shifts in the emergency room. I still thought exhaustion was the hardest part of the job. I still believed there were certain kinds of pain you could prepare yourself to witness. Then the ambulance doors burst open just after midnight…. Two bodies came in beneath white sheets. Behind them was a tiny little girl strapped to a gurney, clutching a stuffed rabbit so tightly her knuckles had turned white. Her eyes moved frantically around the trauma bay like she was searching for...
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