“But apparently, he doesn’t spend it on himself.”
Laura’s expression hardened.
She turned toward Carlos.
“Why?”
Carlos said nothing.
“Carlos.”
Still nothing.
Finally, the doctor answered for him.
“He’s been skipping meals.”
Laura stared at Carlos.
“For how long?”
Carlos shrugged.
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?”
He gave a tired smile.
“Sometimes I forget to eat.”
Laura knew that wasn’t the truth.
She stepped closer.
“Carlos.”
His eyes met hers.
“Why?”
His voice was barely audible.
“Because the children eat first.”
Laura felt the words hit her harder than she expected.
The doctor continued.
“He’s also been ignoring chest pain for months.”
Laura’s eyes widened.
“Months?”
Carlos looked away.
“It wasn’t that bad.”
“Chest pain is not something you ignore.”
“I had things to do.”
Laura stared at him.
“You could have died.”
Carlos shrugged weakly.
“I couldn’t afford to stop.”
