His dad let out this broken little chuckle that sounded one inch away from tears.
“Well,” he said, rubbing his eyes, “that’s a serious accusation.”
For the next twenty minutes, room 412 didn’t feel like a hospital room.
It felt like a family room at midnight.
A weird one, sure.
A tired one. A scared one. A room with plastic chairs, humming machines, stale coffee in a paper cup, and a janitor on his knees pretending a mop bucket was alive.
But still.
A family room.
Eli started telling me about Duke.
How Duke hated baths.
How he stole grilled cheese right out of his sister’s hand.
How he slept with one paw on Eli’s ankle like he was standing guard.
Then Eli’s voice got smaller.
“What if he forgets me?”
I answered before I could overthink it.
“Dogs don’t do that,” I said. “People do, sometimes. Dogs don’t.”
His dad looked down at the floor when I said it.
His mom shut her eyes.
Because I think everybody in that room knew that sickness teaches children ugly things too early.
Who shows up.
Who drifts away.
Who says, “Let us know if you need anything,” and disappears when the need gets inconvenient.
But a dog?
A dog waits at the door.
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