Fever struck Monday night, leaving me exhausted by morning with a temperature above 102. My husband Nathan had an unavoidable engineering inspection, so before leaving he told me to stay in bed and order dinner for our children, Owen and Lily, instead of trying to cook.
By late afternoon, I ordered pasta for the kids, steak for Nathan, and chicken soup for myself, then went back to sleep. I woke when the doorbell rang, followed by the sound of someone unlocking our front door. Nathan was not due home yet, so I immediately knew it was his mother Angela, who still had a spare key from an old emergency…. Continue Reading ⬇️
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