My Son Brought Home a One-Eyed Cat Because He Said They Matched—Two Days Later, a Hidden Note Under Its Collar Left Me in Tears

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The patch.

The plastic sword Noah insisted on carrying everywhere.

Marian continued.

“Your son made mine laugh on the worst day of his life.”

I closed my eyes.

“Leo had just been told there were no more treatments. Then Noah ran past his room wearing an eye patch and waving a plastic sword.”

A sad smile found its way onto my face.

I remembered.

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