I gently called her name and tried to wake her, but she responded with little more than a faint sound.

When I lifted her into my arms, she moved slightly against my shoulder, yet her eyes remained unfocused and she couldn’t stay awake.

After listening to the recording, I feared that someone might have deliberately given her a substance that was continuing to affect her body.

I had no way of knowing what had caused her condition, but I was certain that waiting any longer could be dangerous.

I wrapped Harper in a thick blanket and carried her downstairs, determined to get immediate medical help.