My mother-in-law refused to care for my 3-month-old baby, tying her to the bed all day. “I fixed her because she moves!” When I returned from work, my baby was unconscious. I rushed her to the hospital, where the doctor’s words left my mother-in-law speechless.
Part 2 At Mercy General, everything moved in bright, ruthless fragments—automatic doors sliding open, nurses calling out numbers, the squeak of gurney wheels, the cold sting of antiseptic in the…





