My 17-Year-Old Son Shaved His Head for His Sick Girlfriend – The Next Day, Her Mother Said, ‘You Need to Come to the Hospital and See What Your Son Did’

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“You’re going again today?” I asked, although I already knew.

“She’s having a rough week,” my son said, zipping the bag. “I told her I’d be there by four.”

I nodded and reached for my coffee.

“Tell Diane I said hi. I texted her yesterday, and she barely wrote back,” I told my son.

Aaron paused, just for a second.

“I know, baby.”

But I’d noticed.

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My best friend’s replies had been shrinking for weeks. A thumbs-up where there used