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“There’s a girl in my class named Emma,” Lily explained. “She started chemotherapy last month. She says she doesn’t mind losing her hair, but I can tell she misses feeling like herself.”
“It’ll grow back,” she said. “Emma’s might take a while.”
I couldn’t have been prouder.
An Unexpected Phone Call
It was the school principal.
His voice was calm but emotional.
My heart raced.
Within minutes, I was driving toward the school, imagining every possible scenario.
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