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She sat there until the ambulance came, with his small body next to hers. An identical body sat on my lap not knowing what was wrong with his brother. I kept him close to me. I looked up to see the ambulance pull towards the red mini with one side dented. Tears streamed down our faces as they took him away from her.

She cried as they pulled away, and we started to walk towards the hospital not knowing what was in store for us. I carried the small boy since she could barely carry her own weight. She kept on saying that it was her fault, which it wasn't. I had one arm around the lonely five year old twin, keeping him balanced against my side; then I put my other around her for comfort.

Now I remember why I cried when her plane flew off years ago.