It was just after 1 a.m. when Theo Bennett, only seven years old, wandered into St. Catherine’s Hospital in Vermont.
In his small, trembling arms, he carried a baby girl swaddled in a thin, faded yellow blanket.
A rush of cold winter air followed him inside, brushing against his bare feet. The emergency room fell silent — nurses froze, eyes widening at the sight of a bruised little boy holding a baby close to his chest.
Nurse Olivia Grant was the first to reach him. Her heart ached as she noticed the dark bruises along his arms and the small cut above his brow. Kneeling down, she spoke softly,
“Sweetheart, are you okay? Where are your parents?”
Theo’s lips trembled. “I… I need help,” he whispered. “Please… my sister’s hungry. And… we can’t go home.”
Olivia guided him to a chair near the desk. Under the harsh hospital lights, she saw it all — the bruises, the exhaustion, and the way he clutched the baby like she was his whole world.
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