My daughter nearly d:ied at home. At the hospital, the doctor told me to take my

“They’re coming with me.”

I stopped and slowly turned around. “No, Brent. They are not.”

His eyes darkened.

Dr. Carter stepped beside me. “Child Protective Services has already been contacted. Police are on the way to take statements. Until then, the children remain here.”

Brent’s face flushed bright red. “You had no right.”

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