My heart stopped. “What? Is he okay?”
“He’s stable, but honey, we don’t have good insurance. The medical bills… and we’re already behind on the mortgage. They’re talking about foreclosure.”
I gripped the phone tighter. “How much do you need?”
“I hate asking you this. You just started working, but you’re the only one who can save this family.”
$2,000 a month. That’s what we agreed on. I set up the automatic transfer that same night.