fire and ice

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Mr. Lawson's eyes flashed open, greeted by the darkness of the night and his wife's worried gaze. 

"What is it?" he muttered, unlocking his phone to reveal that it was almost midnight.

"Caleb is coughing like crazy" Mrs. Lawson replied, getting off their bed.

"There won't be any hospitals open at this time" 

"Some hot soup will do him good" she told him. "My mom's recipe"

"That loony?" he chuckled.

Mrs. Lawson frowned but could'nt deny it. She stood at the doorframe and turned back around. "Wake Caleb up "

Her husband nodded, letting out a loud yawn.

"Don't fall asleep" she shot at him. 

But his heavy lids screwed shut anyway. Just five minutes he thought.