Jesse shook her head against his chest, “You’re always brave – you’re a fixer! And how long till we go home? How many minutes? I don’t want pictures. I want Mama, and Jane, and my bed, and Harry Potter, and Little Women…”

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Tom’s hand drew comforting circles on her back as he carried her down the hallway. He knew that she was past the point of understanding and needed comfort. “The pictures will only take a few minutes, alright? Then we can give Mama a call and snuggle while we wait for the doctors to come talk to us. He turned into the darkened X-Ray room, letting the technician lay the heavy lead apron around him and Jesse. “Daddy’s going to hold your hand okay? I need you to trust me,” he said, looking her in the eyes. With that, Tom gently took her hand and laid it on the table in the proper position while the technician took the X-Ray. “See? All done. Let’s go give Mama a call.”

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