Everyone laughed when my mother-in-law tried to put a cat collar on my newborn and said, “She’s the little stray cat my son brought home,” but I recorded everything… and that video changed our lives forever.

PART 1

—With one more dose, that boy won’t make it to next month.

That sentence left me frozen outside my son’s room as if my feet had been nailed to the floor.

I had come back home only for a notebook I forgot before starting my shift at the pharmacy. My son, Mateo, eight years old, had been admitted again. Fever, vomiting, stomach pain, weakness. The same hell as always. My husband Daniel was with him at the hospital, so I swore the house would be empty.

But it wasn’t.

From the hallway I heard my mother’s voice, Teresa’s. And then my younger sister Paola’s.