WE NEARLY LOST OUR DAUGHTER—UNTIL HER CLASSMATE WALKED IN AND DID THIS

For six days, our daughter Laynie lay unresponsive in the hospital after a seizure, her condition unchanged despite our efforts with music, stories, and her favorite scents. Doctors offered vague hope, but their avoidance of direct answers felt ominous. Her brother Milo shared daily tales, yet Laynie remained still. Then Ava, Laynie’s

quiet classmate, visited with a colorful drawing of Laynie’s favorite cartoon characters, inscribed with “Get well soon.” Unfazed by the sterile environment, Ava hummed softly, her calm presence grounding. Then, a miracle—Laynie’s finger twitched, a faint sign of life, sparking hope where despair had settled.