feathers

the other day i walked out of the elevator and she came running and crying, holding onto me with such a grip i had to walk with her attached to me down to a craft room so we could be in a space where she could cry and away from other patients. one patient was in there, already playing the piano and singing. i had not met the patient yet, he already knew her name, and then introduced himself to me when he was finished playing the song. i was able to get her to sit in a chair next to me. she was sobbing uncontrollably with her head on my shoulder, and said, "if i am an angel, i have lost my feathers". i told her she didn't need feathers to be one.
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please take a few minutes and read this article, about the place they want to send my daughter.