Jake awoke to the sound of his wife sobbing in her sleep. As he gently patted her shoulder she turned to him crying, “Jake, I had such a nightmare. I dreamed that we lost our health insurance, and we couldn’t get new insurance because of my breast cancer, and we went bankrupt and had to move into a homeless shelter. Our children couldn’t stop crying.
Jake shushed her and said, “Honey, that won’t happen. I won’t let that happen.” As Angela drifted back to sleep, Jake lay there, staring up at the ceiling, a single tear spilling down his face.
Jake shushed her and said, “Honey, that won’t happen. I won’t let that happen.” As Angela drifted back to sleep, Jake lay there, staring up at the ceiling, a single tear spilling down his face.
