Jay hadn’t been feeling well for the past few days, and today seemed to be just as bad. She was sure it was some kind of flu or something, and she would get over it soon. I tried staying home to take care of her, but she wouldn’t hear it today. She insisted I still go to the charity thing my mother and the rest of the girls had put together to raise money for the art programs in the schools in our state. And well, Jay would hear nothing other than me going and making sure I participated for both of us. In the end, I reluctantly went, hoping the day would go by quickly. My mother had volunteered me to help with one of the booths, and while I was there, I felt my phone buzz in my pocket but was too busy helping people to take a look. It was about an hour later when I got a chance to peek and
