26 Deadly Diagnosis

(Winona)

“I’ll drive you.”

“You don’t have to.”

“It’ll be faster. Come on.”

“Thanks Jayden.”

He leaves a wad of cash to cover dinner and tips on the table and takes me by the arm as he ushers me out. That touch burns into my skin but I can’t think about that right now. My baby is in intensive care and I need to get there.

The valet brings the car and Jayden opens my door. I get in and before long we roar off into the traffic, weaving and beeping.

“Jayden, slow down. I don’t want to have an accident or be delayed if the traffic cops stop you.”

“Sorry. Look, you relax, just let me drive. I understand how this must make you feel.”

“No, no you don’t. Only a parent could understand what it’s like to have their only child, maybe the only child they can ever have, in a life-threatening situation.” I almost yell the words because stress has me wired so high.

He glares across at me. “Only a parent huh?”

“That’s right.” I snap back.

“Well, isn’t that what I am? She’s my kid, isn’t she? You go