Walking Out Together
Ethan’s recovery took months. Physical therapy, speech exercises, endless care—always with Max beside him. Nurses often joked that Max deserved to be on staff, because Ethan never began a session without gripping Max’s fur for courage.
Finally, one spring afternoon, Ethan walked out of the hospital. His small hand held the leash of the dog who had never left him. Strangers clapped, staff lined the halls, some even cried at the sight.
