After That Day
"Don't fret over it. Just make sure you've got your tips ready. You're in for a show watching my boy, the braveheart, conquer the sands!"
I was hit by a wave of despair.
What was I to do? If Tony set foot in that desert, my daughter was bound to die all over again!
Tears streamed down my face as I looked at my daughter in bed, swathed in bandages. She reached out with her tiny hand, trying to console me, "Mommy, don't cry. It's my fault for always getting sick..."
"No!" I cut her off, my voice thick with emotion, my eyes shining with resolve.
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