"Shhh... Shh... Baby, please don't cry... You'll be alright." I pick my baby up gently and sway her in my arms lightly, careful of the drip. She is in so much pain. It's hurting me to see her hurt. I wish I could fall sick instead of her and make her be well. I have to give her the suppository which she is in no mood to let me. I am singing to her and that calms her down for five minutes before she starts crying again. The doorbell rings and I know it's Jared. Thank God. I lay her down.
"Noooo... Don't go daddy... Nooo... " She sobs.
"Daddy will be back in five seconds baby." I kiss her forehead and rush to open the door and then be back with her in a jiffy. Jared comes in with a huge teddy bear.
"Mila? You're crying? I.. Umm.. Got you, Mr. Burger. He wanted to be friends wit
