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You just get back home from an assignment in Boston. While there, you met the love of your life, and the two of you got married. It was hasty you admit, but you know this person is the only one for you. The people around you unfortunately don't see it the way you do. The two of you go on with life through many struggles and successes, highs and lows. You end up having a baby, a son, and he is the love of your life. The only problem is that you can’t make enough money to support your spouse, your child, and your mother. After a night at your high school reunion, you realise how successful all your classmates have been in the past 10 years, and how unsuccessful you feel. You and your spouse talk about you quitting your job, or demanding a raise from your boss. You go into his office the next morning, determined not to back down, but to persuade him to up your salary. As soon as you get into the office, however, your boss tells you some bad news: he’s going to have to cut your pay as the firm doesn’t have enough to continue paying what you’ve been making. Completely downcast and surprised by this information, you leave that day feeling as if your life is all in a whirlwind. Fast forward a few weeks, and it’s New Year’s Eve. Your coworker has invited you and your spouse to a party, but he never comes to pick you two up. Determined not to have a lousy New Year’s, the two of you leave your sniffling baby and sneezing mother at home. At midnight, all the couples around you immediately stop dancing and begin embracing or kissing their loved ones. But you and your spouse don’t feel the connection, the magic seems to have disappeared. Just as your spouse begins to leave you, you receive word that your baby has been taken to the hospital with pneumonia. Horror-struck, the two of you race over to plead with the doctor as to what can be done. He says the pneumonia has developed so rapidly that your child only has a few hours to live if they cannot administer a shot. But the solution has run out in your state, and can only be found halfway across the country. Desperately, you plead with the hospital that has one last dose to fly it out to you, but they feel they can’t risk it as the weather is slowly turning into a blizzard. How far can you fight? How much more can you give? Do you take a stand for the sake of your child and possibly risk someone else’s life, or do you cave and lose all hope?
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