A cry, unlike anything I had heard before, rang out as we stepped into the intensive care ward of Sierra Leone’s only children’s hospital. 

It came from a woman in the corner of the room, and I understood what it meant.  Her frail little toddler, lying on the bed beside her, had just died.



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