The day I met my little sister

I had a late flight into Tampa, and my dad met me at the airport. I'd already seen a picture of the baby, the mask pulled over her eyes, all the wires and tubes. But it wasn't until I saw how exhausted he looked, waiting for me in the terminal, that I realized how serious things were. It was the first time I’d ever seen him look unsure. He seemed a hundred years old.

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