Blood Ties in the Snow

On Christmas Eve, my husband, a renowned chief surgeon, personally sealed away my son's only chance at survival.

My son, Leo, was bleeding internally and needed emergency surgery.

Dr. James Vance, his father and a compatible RH-negative AB blood donor, was instead by the bedside of Serena, the woman he loved, simply because she had cut her finger.

I stood outside in the snow, crying and pleading with him. "James, Leo really is your son. Please, just give him some blood!"

He looked down at me coldly through the glass, not even glancing at the unconscious Leo.