She didn't have to be convinced to testify.
Quite the contrary.
Alicia wants to tell all parents about her ordeal so that the same thing never happens to their child.
“You are my little warrior, you,” she whispers, stroking her six-month-old son's head, his mouth smeared with cake.
Perky in his cotton shorts, Leo (first name has been changed) with big blue eyes seems to have forgotten that a week ago he was still in a hospital bed, his body attached to an IV.
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