“So you’re saying you wanna kids meal too or...? ‘Cause I can still get that for you. Or uh, them.”
Short breaths came from the woman in the backseat, holding onto her heavily pregnant stomach. “DRAVEN! DID YOU STOP AT A MCDONALDS?!” She nearly screamed as another contraction passed. She threw her head back and kicked his seat. “AAAAAAHHHH! WILL YOU DRIVE TO THE HOSPITAL, PLEASE?!”









