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~Brie

My dad and I watched a nurse give Roman two pills with a glass of water. He made a face as he swallowed them.

“Yuck. I hate swallowing pills.”

“We know, buddy. But they'll make you feel so much better” Dad sighed, rubbing my back. “Right, Victor?”

The doctor looked up from whatever he was scribbling down and nodded.

“Yes.”

“So what now?” Roman asked.

“There's not much to do than to wait for the antihistamines to take effect I'm afraid, young man” he addressed Roman.

Then he turned to us.

“We're going have to keep him here for observations  overnight.”

“What? But you said it's not serious and he's fine.”

“Yes I said that, and it's all true—”

“So why can't we go home?”

“Honey calm down. Victor is just doing his job. It's what's best for Manny.”

“Thank you, Doctor Nolan.”

I sighed and watched Roman lie back on the bed, scratching his neck. I walked over and planted a kiss on his forehead.

“I'm staying here?” he whispered.

“Yeah, the Doctor said just to be safe.”

“Are you staying with me?”

“Of course Roman. Why are you would you even ask that?” I frowned a little.

He gave me a small weak smile and I gently caressed his hair.

“Did it scare you Mommy?” he whispered.

I shook my head.

“No, baby. I have never been prouder of you.”

“Really?”

“Of course. Most kids would be screaming in tears, throwing tantrums and whining. But look at you! So strong and brave. I haven't even heard you complain once Roman. And so I'm very proud of you.”

He smiled weakly at me again.

“Try to get some sleep okay, Roman?” the doctor spoke.

Roman nodded and closed his eyes, sinking back into the pillow and trying to relax. I hovered nervously at Roman's beside me, wringing my hands occasionally, unsure of what to do. Roman opened his eyes and sighed deeply.

“Mommy, what are you doing? You're making me nervous.”

“Oh, my sorry, baby. I'm just... watching over you.”

“Or being a helicopter parent” Dad chuckled.

I turned away from Roman.

“Daddy I'm his mother.”

“I know. But you shouldn't suffocate him, honey” he said.

Doctor Khan smiled kindly at me.

“Why don't you and your father go get Roman some ginger ale from the cafeteria?” he suggested.

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