Sweet Monica sent me a text a few minutes ago and said, "Are you home?" and when I replied in the affirmative she dropped a treat from Starbucks on my porch (some amazing cranberry and white chocolate - OMG).
I waved and sent a thank you text, and a moment later got a text back that said:
I am not kidding. We hit (the main road a couple blocks away) and Evana started throwing up. You are Typhoid Mary.It would be funny if it weren't tragic. No good deed goes unpunished. Sorry Monica! Sorry Evana! Hope you feel better. If not, I'll do a drive by Starbucksing for you tomorrow!