I Took My Daughter to the Hospital and Discovered Her Father Had Canceled Her Care
“Four hundred dollars,” I said.
I pushed open the door to room 314, where Grace was sitting on the edge of the exam bed in her gray hooded sweatshirt with the frayed cuffs.
She looked up from her knees and pulled her sweatshirt sleeves down over her thumbs the moment she heard my shoes on the floor.
“Did Dad come with you?” Grace asked in a soft, hesitant voice.
“No, sweetie,” I said, walking over to brush a lock of hair off her forehead.
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