I sit in my over heating car.
My car broke down on the highway.
I called for a tow truck and now I'm waiting.
I'm breastfeeding my 4 month old son.
I start burping him when there's a knock at the window.
"Ma'am we are here to tow your car." A guy with tattoos on the sides of his Mohawk said.
I got out of my car and smiled at him before he smiled,
"You and your son can get into the truck." He said and I nodded and got his car seat and put us both in the truck before he brought us to the TM.
"You can go in the office." He said and I brought myself and Myles (my son) to the office.
"Hello, Juice told me to come in here, my car just broke down and he came and got it." I tell the pretty women at the desk and she nods and smiles,
"Just fill out the information." She says handing me a clip board.
"Myles, baby wait." I try to smooth him as he keeps crying because he doesn't like being in his car seat.
"Can I hold him?" She asked and I nodded,
"Sure, I'm Vanessa, this is Myles." I say handing her my baby.
"I'm Gemma." She said and I smiled at her and filled out the information.
I handed her the clip board and she gave me my son back.
I walked outside to get him a snack from my car.
"Juice, can I get his stroller and some snacks out of the car?" I ask and he nods before letting me to my car.
I set Myles in the trunk of my SUV as I put together the stroller.
"Cute kid." I heard from someone with an Irish accent.
"Thank you." I say as I pick Myles up and buckle him in the stroller before giving him a snack.
"I'll be out of your way now." I say, "hey!" Someone yelled and I jumped and stopped, "I'm on break and I wanted to know if you wanted to go to lunch?" The Irish guy asked and I smiled,
"Sure! I'm Vanessa." I say and we shake hands, "I'm Chibs." He says and I nod and we walk to a diner.
