My Parents Left Me in the ICU for My Brother’s Game, So I Made One Call

had been, “Tyler has practice, can you drive yourself?” I wanted to say it out loud, the simple, undeniable fact: I could have died today. I want you to stay.

Instead I blinked again, and a tear slid warm into my hairline, and my parents’ footsteps moved down the corridor, and the elevator chimed, and the machine kept breathing for me.

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