"doctors didnt want me to do anything that would stress me, and i had to rely on my foster parents. but you think theyd help me."she frown shaking her head. Shaking it to chase the memory of the day she told her foster dad she needed surgery. and well that hadnt gone well. She sallowed. "the pills help calm my heart and chase the pain away, and well the puffer. is for the asthma of corse."Emilee whispered closing her eyes