Medication and Lactation Pt 1
My sister clapped her hands together and gave me the best puppy-dog eyes she could manage. “Please? It would really make my night. Jay and I haven’t had a date night in weeks! And every time I visit her she wants to chat for hours…” I smirked. I was exhausted, but I could never say “no” to her. I was the big brother, right? It was my job to help. “Alright,” I conceded as I snatched the brown paper bag from the living room table. “What’s the address?” “Oh, thank you so much, Mark!” she said...