Peter POV
"Thank you,"
I tell the seamstress as I examine the miniature doctor's coat.
It was Kaleb sized and matched mine, with a little "Kaleb Grayson, Doctor in training," sewn in red just like mine and the small Thomas Grayson Memorial Hospital patch on the left side.
I quickly fold it and put it in the small box to give to Kaleb.
He was going through his last rounds of Chemo today and I was so proud of him for making it this far.
Maybe I'll finish the implant just in time.
I walk into the hospital and up to the pediatric unit. I wonder what his reaction is going to be like when he sees the little coat.
I reach his room and open the door, then instantly wish I didn't.
I drop the box when I see the morgue gently pull the white sheet over my nephew's lifeless body.
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Project Kaleb
RomanceThere are three things guaranteed in life. Love, Loss, Regret When Jonathan Grayson becomes Co-CEO of his father's company at the age of sixteen and he's forced to bear a responsibility he didn't ask for. As the eldest of ten children, he's always...
