I am waiting anxiously for Jared so turn up as I pace around the room with my sick baby in my arms. She has vomited more times than I can count and I am scared she will vomit her kidneys and lungs next if she pukes again. I don't know what is wrong. I came to wake her up from her nap and found her puking on her crib. She is no state to tell me what's the matter with her and is crying like crazy. I tried taking her to a nearby clinic and she flipped asking for Jared. I had no choice but to call Carlos and I cannot tell you how grateful I am for his help. f**k it, if he is mafia so be it. He has been nothing but nice to me so far.
The doorbell rings and I go to open the door with an almost asleep Mila in my arms.
"Hi, thank you so much for coming!" I am almost desperate. He just gives me
