“Baby, baby. Tell me, what has happened?” I say while trying to calm her down.

As I hold her tight, she looks up at me with tear-stained eyes and answers me in a shaky voice, “They said he is going into surgery and the doctor hasn’t even come out to talk to me about what is happening yet.”

“What? How can they? He is underage.” I ask while glaring at the nurse at the counter.

She hesitates and then states, “They told me they don’t have too anymore.” Before she starts crying again and I hug her even tighter.

“Let me take care of this!” I release her quickly, after...