Insurance First, Right?
A woman pushed Rose along the corridor while pushing Gianni to the side. “Mr. Tarantino, I’m afraid I need to get some insurance details or we won’t be able to go much further with Rose” “Are you insured?” Gianni was incensed that this was even pertinent at this moment. His fiancee was eager to start a family! Who currently cares about insurance? That can undoubtedly be resolved later. Despite his worries, he was aware that he was atypical for this type of circumstance in Italy. This is America’s United States. Gianni groaned and provided them with all the necessary information. “Now can I see Rose?” he said impatiently. The nurse nodded and brought him inside the birthing room, room 6B.
Insurance First, Right
A Traumatic Reunion
“Gianni! What have you done recently?” Rose cried out in agony. She appeared as though she had been shot. Having a child at such a young age must have been one of the most stressful situations imaginable. “I’m here bella, what can I do?” However, it was too late. The baby was due imminently!
A Traumatic Reunion