taps on door and brings in soup "rory, are you okay? can you go to school today?"
softly rubs her face and sits up "maybe," smiles weakly, "thank you for the soup,"
smiles and relaxes, places the soup on her side table,
"i'm fine mom," drinks water, "i'm sure it's a bug, ate something bad."
nods, "if it's anything else—"
"i can tell you," sighs and smiles, "i know,"
places her hand on her forehead and sighs, "no fever," pauses, "call me if you need anything."
nods with a grin
*** *** ***
sighs, staring at the bowl of soup and groans as she holds the spoon in her hand
eat, one bite wont hurt you. don't, it will destroy you.
you don't need it.
rolls eyes and drops the spoon back onto the bowl,
"you don't need it rory," mumbles
walks to the bathroom and slams the door
YOU ARE READING
Anonymous
Short StoryWhere a girl receives messages from an anonymous passerby who wants to show her the world. © tilmorning. 2013