Halfway to the clinic, I noticed he had pushed his nose into the blanket.
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For one terrible second I thought he had stopped breathing.
“Sombra?”
The name came out before I had consciously chosen it.
His ear moved.Find ENT Doctors
I stared at him in the mirror.
“Sombra.”
Shadow.
A black dog lying against dark fabric, nearly disappearing into it.
“That’s your name, then.”
His ear moved again.
“Stay with me, Shadow.”
When I pulled into the clinic parking lot, two technicians were already waiting with a stretcher.
The automatic doors opened.
One technician leaned down.
“Hey there, sweetheart.”
The moment unfamiliar hands reached toward him, Sombra started making that same broken crying sound.
“I know,” I said.
His head turned toward me.
The technician paused.
“Come with us.”
They placed him on the stretcher while I kept one hand beside his face.
