Our Simple Peace
"She's undocumented! You share the same blood type as our daughter. Please save her!"
A flicker of hesitation passed through Dad's eyes, and he began to roll up his sleeve. However, right then, Abigail completely blacked out.
The small clinic doctor, terrified of taking the blame, frantically yelled that they had to go to a major hospital.
Dad quickly scooped Abigail up into his arms.
I heard the brutal sound of my mom collapsing onto the floor. "Chris! Give our daughter your blood first! I beg you!"
Dad looked down at the woman in his arms. In the end, he brushed Mom's hands away.