Millie Is Sick 1

The car had just stopped when I saw my mother welcome us from inside. "Melanda, Millie seems to be having a fever. When I picked her up this afternoon, she looked a little lethargic. I thought she was too tired. I touched her forehead after dinner and it felt a little hot. You should go up and see." Before my mother could finish speaking, I rushed up.

I ran to my daughter's room and touched her forehead. She was a little hot. I immediately went into panic mode. Millie rarely got sick, but when she did, it was always the worst. Mike followed me into the room and sat at the foot of the bed.

"Everything okay, baby? Is Millie okay?" he asked me as he stroked Millie's feet. I gave him an uneasy look and shook my head.

"I don't know. She rarely gets sick. Every time she does, it's always the worst thing," I answered truthfully while hugging my daughter tightly.