The baby died last winter. It was pretty terrible. Little Charlotte (not her real name) lay on a high white bed, surrounded by nurses and doctors pushing drugs into her veins, tubes into her trachea and needles into her heart, trying as hard as they could to take over for her failing body and brain. She was being coded, as they say in the ICU. It had happened several times before, but this time it would fail. Her parents, who were working, weren't there.
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