When a massive, scarred rescue dog wandered toward the pediatric cancer ward window, hospital security reacted with immediate concern. But what the frightened animal did next left nurses, parents, and doctors quietly wiping tears from their eyes.

Just glass.

That afternoon Mason leaned his forehead against the window when something unusual appeared in the courtyard.

A man walked slowly along the path.

He moved with a slight limp.

His shoulders were broad and strong, like someone used to carrying heavy things for long distances. Tattoos climbed along his forearms beneath the sleeves of a worn jacket.