It is a dream. I recognize that right away. I’ve never been in the room before, nor do I recognize the doctor at my side or the gaunt, sickly child who lies in the hospital bed before us.
I ask, “Is there anything…?”
It is a dream. I recognize that right away. I’ve never been in the room before, nor do I recognize the doctor at my side or the gaunt, sickly child who lies in the hospital bed before us.
I ask, “Is there anything…?”