I'm Right Here
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Evan remembered the day Connor was admitted into the hospital. It was the scariest day of his life. He remembered Connor collapsing to the floor, he remembered the 911 call, trying his hardest to hold back a panic attack. He remembered the ambulance coming to take Connor away and the look on Cynthia's face when he heard what had happened.
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