Chapter 46Steve
I plopped back down on the couch and waited for Adam to return from his car. He was back in just a few minutes with a big grin as he handed me a small, white, paper bag.
When I saw the name of a local pharmacy on the outside, I groaned. “Ugh! More Vicodin?”
“Nope,” he replied, still grinning as he sat down beside me.
I reached inside and pulled out a yellow and white cardboard box. The large print on the side said EpiPen 2-Pak.
“Oh, my God!” I gasped, not believing my own eyes.
“You were pretty out of it when we left the hospital. They gave me all your paperwork, but I forgot and left it in the car. I found it yesterday, so I went and got it filled this evening.”
“But…! My insurance won’t pay for this anymore! I can’t afford—”
“I can,” Adam broke in firmly.
“But it
