Daily Flash Fiction Challenge

         “I’m glad you’re feeling better,” Jonas commented as he sat next to his friend on the bed.
         “Yeah, me too,” Mike said. “But don’t tell my parents. We can’t let them find out.”
         “Why not?”
         “Because when I’m sick, I get to lay in bed all day, my meals are brought to me, and I don’t have to do any work!” Mike said with a grin. Suddenly hearing something outside his room, he put a finger to his lip before slumping into his bed and closing his eyes. A moment later, his mother walked in with a tray of food.
         “Aww Mikey, aren’t you feeling any better?” His mother cooed as she set the tray down.
         “No, not a whole lot.” Mike mumbled.
         “That’s too bad,” his mother said in a pitying tone. She turned to Jonas. “He’s been like this for a few days, the poor dear. I’m so glad he has a friend like you to support him when he isn’t feeling well. I feel so bad for him. Especially since that sweet girl from school called to invite him somewhere.”
         “Oh really? Which girl?” Jonas asked.
         “I think her name was Melinda.” Mike’s mother responded.
         Mike’s eyes shot open, and he lay wide eyed for a few seconds before he slowly pulled himself out of his slumped position. “You know what mom,” he said, no longer mumbling, “I’m suddenly feeling a lot better. I think having Jonas over really did the trick.” He stretched and made his way towards the door.
         “Where are you going?” His mother called after him.
         “Hmm? Me? Oh, nowhere. I just realized I have something I need to do.”
         When he had left the room, his mother turned to Jonas. “I thought that might do the trick,” she said with a wink.