**Tillie Cont’d**
Ten minutes later and we are pulling into Jake’s driveway. I open the door and run to the porch, not bothering to wait for Jake. The little girl, Tessa, meets me at the front door with tears running down her cheeks.
“You came back again. My bubba’s really sick. PawPaw said daddy has to take him to the doctor,” she says sadly.
“You know what,” I whisper to her. “I’m almost a doctor so I came with your daddy to see if I can help him here at home. You think you can take me to him,” I say, her eyes lighting up as she grabs my hand, dragging me to the little boy’s bedroom. Rob stands up straight, confusion written on his face when he sees me enter the room with Tessa.
“Hi Tyler. My name is Tillie and I’m your daddy’s friend. I was just telling Tessa how I’m almost a doctor
