"You are probably just catching the flu bug," Amanda spoke up.
"I suppose so,yeah...that must be it."
"Why don't you go sit down and let me fix you a grill cheese sandwich and a bowl of soup. That'll make you feel better, and then maybe some rest."
"You are probably right," Stacy replied, " I guess I can be sort of a pest."
Amanda walked Stacy to the couch and put a blanket on her, and then turned on the TV for her.
"Here ya go dear, and I'll be right back with your soup."
"Well, sometimes we all gotta poop I guess," she muttered.
Was it just the light, or did Amanda look younger.
Soon Amanda returned with the soup and sandwich, and Stacy proceeded to gobble it down. Her mouth started to feel strange, but the next thing she knew she was
too tired to think about it and was busily snoozing away.
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