My Daughter’s Friends Brought Prom to Her Hospital Room—Then Her Best Friend Handed Me an Envelope and Said, “This Is the Real Reason We’re Here”

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“Mrs. Linda,” Megan said as she stepped forward. “We talked to Dr. Patel. She said it was okay. We wanted to bring prom to Carol.”

I covered my mouth.

I couldn’t speak.

“You did all this?” I finally managed.

“For weeks,” Daryl said quietly. “We’ve been planning it for weeks.”

I tried to thank them, but my voice cracked.

Nurse Jenny squeezed my shoulder continue reading …