2:30AM Valentines Day
Mom: Ug. I don't feel so hot.
Fin: Mom? Are you up? That's great, cause I was feeling a little peckish.
Mom: I think I'm gonna be sick... Yep.
Mom runs to the restroom with darling Fin following behind. Unspeakable noises come from the restroom.
Fin: Mom? Are you okay in there?
Mom: Uhhhh, I think I'm dying.
Fin: Again? Weren't you sick just last week? Well, okay. Anyway, I see you're busy right now, but when you're done can you drop by my dish and fill er up?
Mom: Get your dad, I think I'm dying.
Fin: Good idea. He'll feed me.
I've spent the last two days being nurse maid Fin. Thank Cod she's getting better. It hasn't been easy, what with all the moaning, but Mom's been so hot with fever she's been a pleasure to sleep on.
I know, I'm selfless, but that's what you do when you love someone.