When I Found Out His Lie

In a heavy rainstorm, my husband asked our five-year-old daughter to buy anti-inflammatory medicine for his old lover’s dog. As she navigated through the relentless rain, a car appeared suddenly from the mist. The driver couldn't avoid hitting her. The impact launched her small body through the air, landing her several feet away from where she was struck. By the time I arrived at the hospital, she was barely breathing.

“Mommy… I broke the medicine. I’m not a good girl. Will Daddy…”