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

when you shifted in the chair.”

My heart skipped.

“What?”

“I noticed your muscles trying to respond.”

Nobody had noticed that.

Not even me.

Not until now.

Sarah stood.

“You need answers.”

She handed me a business card.

“Get them.”

Then she and Eli walked away.

Leaving me with a folder that threatened to destroy everything I thought I knew.

That afternoon I drove continue reading …