A few days later, a woman from a wish organization came to his room.
She pulled up a chair.
“If you could do one really special thing, Ethan, anything at all, what would you pick?”
I expected him to name a famous player.
Maybe ask for a trip.
Something extravagant.
Ethan answered immediately.
“A football game!”
He named his favorite team.
Then added, “With Mom and Dad.”
Chris squeezed his shoulder.
“Obviously, Captain.”
The woman laughed.
She coordinated with Ethan’s medical team and arranged accessible seating, transportation, and everything else needed to make the day memorable.
We assumed we knew the entire plan.
Apparently, Ethan had made one more request while Chris and I weren’t in the room.
He just hadn’t expected anyone to take it literally.
