I sit in the passenger seat. My dad is sweating through the radiating light. We are speeding down the highway as I try and enlighten
"how is the new baby"I ask as goosebumps start to make me shiver. Even though he is my dad he had a rough time when I was born and my passed brother.
When my older brother was born my dad was working minimum wage at Costco trying to sustain him and my mom.
Unfortunately when my mom was in labor she was fired. My parents didn't have enough money to buy fancy things and they where just getting by.
After about 6 months of the birth my brother came down with a fever. Though my parents thought it would go quickly it expanded into epilepsy. With such a small boy he was unable to fight the illness.
When my brother had turned 4 he had almost no control over his seizures. When he was nearing his 5th birthday he had a seizure and died in the arms of my father.
"Good" my dad says as I come out of my trance. I suddenly remember what I asked him.
"Is it a boy or a girl and what is there name?" I ask wanting to know more.
"Well it is a girl and we aren't sure what to name her..."
"We should name her May, Ellie, Lily"
"Naw, all of those I tried to tell your mom but she said no"
We pull into the parking lot of the hospital it is time.
