I showed him Madison’s note. He read it and broke down completely.
“She took her tooth fairy money. I didn’t even know she knew Daisy was sick.”
“God, yes. But I can’t afford her medicine. The vet said even after surgery—”
“I’ll cover it.”
“Why?”
“Because your daughter believes in miracles. Because she believes bikers are angels. Because she’s seven and already lost her mom. She doesn’t need to lose anything else.”
We brought Daisy home that weekend. She was walking better. Still weak but that tail didn’t stop wagging. When she saw Madison, she cried. Actually cried. Dogs cry, don’t let anyone tell you different.Continue reading…
