My 17-year-old son shaved his head for his sick girlfriend – the next day, her mother said, “You need to come to the hospital and see what your son did.”

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“A little? Honey, your hair! Why?” I stepped closer, reaching up before I could stop myself, my palm finding the cool, strange skin where his curls used to be.

“What did you do?”

Aaron didn’t pull away. He just watched me with those steady brown eyes that had always seemed older than his years.

“Mom, Lily is losing hers in clumps now,” he said quietly.continue reading …