'Alison please, you can't.' I wrote feeling my face fill with shock and my stomach turn.
She looked behind us toward the door and placed a hand over mine "If it weren't for your love for my sons I would be mourning the death of all three of my handsome boys." She said staring at me over her eye glasses.
I placed a hand over my face 'I-you can't pay for the bill. You've already got three to worry about!' I wrote feeling a tear fall from my face.
With my insurance, the total cost for my bedroom, the bed, medication, neck brace, and all that bullshit in between, it was about two thousand. That's with insurance.
I can only imagine how much Masons surgery costed, or Jax's MRI scans and tests.
'I can't accept that Alison, I really can't.' I wrote looking to her.
She stared at me for a whil
