I Took My Terminally Ill Daughter to See the Ocean to Fulfill Her Final Wish – Then the Hotel Manager Came to Our Room and Said, ‘There’s Something About This Trip You Don’t Know’

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Three weeks later, Sophie was coloring in her hospital bed when her door swung open.

The oncologist leaned in.

“Ma’am, can I speak to you outside for a moment?”

My heart dropped.

I stepped out into the hallway.

“I have some news,” the oncologist said.

Her door swung open.

“A new clinical trial just opened,” he continued. “Based on Sophie’s latest results, she qualifies. I can’t promise anything, but for the first time, we have another option.”

I looked at Sophie, humming a tune from Moana.

“Then we’ll take it,” I said.