Walking Out Together
Ethan’s recovery took months—endless therapy sessions and long days of rebuilding strength. Through it all, Max was there. Nurses often joked he should be on payroll, since Ethan never began a session without clutching Max’s fur for courage.
Finally, one bright spring afternoon, Ethan walked out of the hospital. His small hand held the leash of the dog who had never left his side. The staff lined the halls, applauding through tears.
