My Son Shaved His Head for His Sick Girlfriend—Then Her Mother Called Me from the Hospital

Aaron leaned down and kissed the top of my head before picking up his keys.

“See you tonight.”

“Drive safely.”

“I will.”

I watched his old car disappear at the end of the street.

After he left, the house became strangely still.

I remember standing beside the window with an uneasy feeling in my chest, as though something had been gathering around us for weeks.

I simply did not know what it was yet.