she gently opened her hand, revealing my son’s necklace—the one he had always worn and that I thought had been lost on the day of the accident. She explained that paramedics had found it and placed it in the hospital’s lost-and-found department, but amid the emergency and grief, it had been forgotten. She, however, had never forgotten it or me. She had spent months searching for my new address because she wanted to return something precious that belonged to my little boy. Through tears, she told me, “I searched for
The Doctor Who Never Forgot My Son
