You know every time I go on one of these flights to rescue Zoe, I remember the summer we almost lost her. She was 3 years old. It happened one morning at this cottage we used to rent. We were all together sleeping in bed. It was a wonderful time in out lives. We still felt we had a future together, the three of us. I remember I was....awakened by Zoe's breathing. It was labored. I looked across and I noticed that...she was sweating...and all swollen, and I...I grabbed her and ran to the kitchen and splashed some water on her face. I was in a complete panic. I guess she'd been bitten by some insect. But there was no doctor. The nearest hospital was 40 miles away, and she was continuing to swell up......"
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