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040 You’re Not Alone, Little Champ

Penulis: Anney GW
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-19 10:18:21

(Serena)

The nurse greets us when we get inside the doors.

Her voice is calm and gentle, but it carries that briskness and efficiency of someone who handles a dozen fragile lives before breakfast.

“Mr. Hale, Mrs. Hale… Thank you for coming. He’s in the third room on the left. We have him stabilized, and he’s doing better than expected considering the circumstances. He’s still very small but fully developed.”

Better than expected.

That’s all I hear. That it could have gone so much worse.

“How serious was the birth for him?” I ask.

“He didn’t breathe at first. His heart rate was barely there. But this little guy is a fighter. That’s for sure. He’s just six pounds but he wasn’t too far off full gestation.”

Something warms inside me. Life is so precious. He must want to be here. “And his Mom, Savannah?”

“She’s stable but critical. We’ll know more once she wakes up.”

I nod. I wouldn’t wish this on my worst enemy. I almost laugh at the irony of that thought.

We walk together toward the room
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