I need some tea, stat! I’m tired of being sick!
Ming is helping H do some photocopies. It’s someone’s birthday today. But I think I will skip it.
I was blowing my nose on a napkin that smells like pepper and coughing like I’d choke.
“I’ll see you guys over there,” H said as he went out the door.
“I don’t think I’m going to go. I don’t feel good,” I said.
“Oh! You’re going to miss out on the cake and all the goodies! You know what he’s going to say!”
I’m trying to imagine what the birthday boy will say. I think he’ll say, “She’s not feeling well, huh? Well, I’ll just get my birthday hug another day.”
