A Bad Morning
Matilda woke up to her son vomiting in her bathroom that morning. She rushed to him, surprised to find herself feeling a lot better. “I think I ate something bad,” Bret complained.
Matilda remembered how nauseated she’d felt throughout the day and night. She ran her sight across Bret’s arms and neck for the tale-tell blemishes that’d marked her body but found none. What was going on?