My Teenage Son Shaved His Head for His Sick Girlfriend — The Next Day, Her Mother Called Me from the Hospital in Tears

but Eileen had not been given promises.

“I don’t know,” I said. “But she is going to fight. We’ll help her.”

Tobin lowered his head.

“I can’t do anything.”

“You can stay beside her.”

He took those words more seriously than I expected.

During the following months, Tobin visited the hospital whenever he could. He brought Linnea sour candy, helped with schoolwork,continue reading …