John trudged down the stairs, rubbing his eyes and feigning a cough as he approached the kitchen where his mom was preparing breakfast.
"Mom, I don't feel so good. I think I might be coming down with something," he said, trying his best to sound convincingly ill.
Sarah glanced at him with a mix of concern and suspicion. "You do look a little pale, but I can't stay home to take care of you. I have a lot of errands to run today. Just make sure you rest and drink plenty of fluids," she replied, grabbing her purse and keys.
John nodded, relieved that his plan to stay home was working, and watched as his mom hurried out the door, leaving him alone in the house.
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