Our Son Died Over a Dog

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On my son's fifth birthday, our family of three went to a remote national park to watch a meteor shower.

Halfway through the night, my husband, Lucas, took a call and rushed off in a hurry.

In the middle of the night, my son's asthma flared up, but the only emergency inhaler was in Lucas's car.

I carried my son through the desolate wilderness, running frantically while calling Lucas over and over again.

All I got in return was a cold, five-word text: "Busy now. Do not disturb."

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