“Looking back on the memory of the dance we shared beneath the stars above.” It was Garth Brooks’s “The Dance.” The doctors reached for the tiny body and wrapped their hands around him as the song continued: “And now I’m glad I didn’t know the way it all would end, the way it all would go. Our lives are better left to chance. I could’ve missed the pain, but I’d have had to miss . . . the dance.”8
