A Boy Walked Up To My Wheelchair And Said He Could Make Me Walk Again

rehabilitation programs, experimental treatments, and false hope, the idea that a dirty little boy could succeed where everyone else had failed was ridiculous.

“Really?” I asked.

The boy nodded.

“Yes.”

“How long will it take?”

“A few seconds.”

More laughter.

I folded my arms.

“Alright.”

The boy waited.

“Make me stand up,” I said, “and I’ll give you one million continue reading …