"Well, what is it?" Sam demanded, bracing himself for what he feared the doctor would tell him.
"I'm not going to sugarcoat this," the doctor began, "your daughter, Kay, has lost a lot of blood and we don't have any blood of her type left, so unless we find a donor soon, she and her baby will die."
"What type of blood does she have?" Miguel asked stepping up.
"It's a very rare type, not many people have it, O+," the doctor said grimly.
"Wait," Miguel said, "that's the kind I have!"
"Well, then follow me," the doctor said leading Miguel into one of the examing rooms to draw blood.
Miguel went back out to the waiting room after giving blood.
"I still say, that what ever happens to her is her own fault," Chairty said, emotionlessly.
"That's enough, Charity!" Jessica yelled, "I've had just about enough of your mouth!"
"God, Jessica, I'm just stating the obvious," Charity said.
"You bitch!" Jessica yelled in anger and slapped Charity.