Wednesday Morning
AMANDA WOKE WITH HER stomach in knots. Her thoughts went instantly to Becca and the butterflies intensified. ‘Nerves?’ she thought.
She sat up but didn’t move to get out of bed. Her head spun. She took a deep breath. That worked for a moment to calm her at first, then the queasiness came surging back.
She shifted around slowly and put her legs over the side of the bed then took another slow, deep breath. It helped a little less the second time.
Gingerly, she stood. Her legs shook. ‘Maybe I’m coming down with something,’ she thought. ‘That’s all I need.’
In a cold sweat, she walked with an unsteady gait to the bathroom. The room spun as she lowered herself unto the stool. Once there, her stomach held but her bowels were a different matter entirely.
She stayed put fo
