"Caleb, slow down." She shouted, afraid that the little boy might stumble and get hurt.
Although the young boy was recovering quite well from his illness, his body was still frail.
Her thoughts drifted unexpectedly to her own child—the boy she never got to see open his eyes or take his first breath.
"Edison." Naming her child after her grandfather, as she honored his memory.
The doctors said that Edison had died of a heart defect. Suddenly, she wondered if, had she only had the resources, just like the Morton family had, would her son be alive today?
"Mom, I have to catch up with Kenji." He shrilled with laughter as his short legs ran after the dog as fast as he could.
His young, excited voice pulled her back from her trance, making her look up and watch the little boy's stride move faster.
