Chapter 7

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A week later Emily was at the arena at the make-up table. Britt Baker came up to her.

"Hi." Britt said. "Can you give me a little touch up?"

"Sure." "Sit down." She sat down.

"How long have you been married?" Britt asked noticing the ring on her finger.

"I'm engaged." "We wanted a big wedding but now we're thinking about eloping next week when I'm home in Vegas."

"You're from Vegas?"

"I was born there."

"Is growing up there as crazy as everyone says?"

"You can't even imagine how crazy."

The next afternoon they were in Los Angeles. Sam was at an autograph signing.. Emily was in Sam's room watching Penelope.

"Emily my tummy hurts and I'm hot." Penelope said.

"Come here." She went over to her Emily felt her head. "You're burning up." "Let's take your temperature." Penelope have a fever of 101. Five minutes later she threw up.

"I want Sam."

"Well he's not gonna be back another couple of hours." "I'll take care of you."

"I know." "I just want Sam."

"I'm gonna call him and tell him you're sick."

Sam's autograph signing was about to start. His phone started to ring.

"Hello?" He said.

"Sam, Penelope's sick." Emily said. "She says her stomach hurts." "She threw up and she has a fever of 101." "She keeps asking for you."

"Tell her I'll be there as soon as I can."

"Ok." They hung up.

"They're ready for you." The coordinator said.

"I have to go." "My little girl needs me."

Sam left the signing and was back at the hotel within twenty minutes. He'd just walked through the door.

"Hello?" He said.

"We're in here." Emily said from Penelope's room. Sam went into the room. "We weren't expecting you yet."

"Penelope needs me." "We're gonna go to the hospital." He said looking at Penelope.

"No." Penelope said panicked. "Not the hospital."

"I don't think you need to do that." Emily said. "She just needs some Children's Tylenol, nausea medicine and some chicken noodle soup." "I can go to the pharmacy for you."

"Thanks." Sam said.

"I'll be back." She left.

Sam went over and sat on the bed next to Penelope.

"It's ok Penelope." "We're gonna get you better."

She crawled into his lap. "Sing me a song."

"Twinkle twinkle little star...

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