It's spring. Alex has a fever. Day 4 or 5! He looks at me in desperations and believes I have control over the fever. "How long is this going to last?" "When will I feel better?" "Will I be going to Seminary tomorrow?"
I keep telling him "probably tomorrow." If he asks again I will say, "What do you think?"
2 comments:
Aww, poor guy! Hope he gets better soon!
Poor Alex!!
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