My 17-year-old son shaved his head for his sick girlfriend – The next day, his mother told me, "You have to come to the hospital to see what your son has done."

"It's not you, Diane."

"That's who I was," she said with a sigh. "And I hate it."

We stopped in front of room 412.

"I was jealous."

There was laughter inside, real laughter, surprised, breathtaking! Lily's laugh was one I hadn't heard in months!

Diane put her hand on the door. She finally looked at me, her eyes moist.

"I tried to convince myself that he was making a show of her," she whispered.

"But listen to her, Diane. He gives him back his freedom," I replied.

His voice broke.

"I hear it now."

She pushed open the door, and I held my breath as I crossed the threshold.

She finally looked at me.

I walked in and froze.

Aaron was sitting next to Lily's bed, and they were both laughing so loudly that she was holding her stomach. And behind him, lined up in the corridor like an incredible parade, were a dozen boys with freshly shaved heads.

It was the whole football team, two of Aaron's teachers, and even the young hospital chaplain, who rubbed his shaved head and smiled!

"Come and see, come and see," nurse Maria called out to me, waving at me while raising her phone.

She had filmed the whole scene.

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