A week later, Briar was wondering how much longer the flu symptoms were going to hold on. It was Saturday morning. Liev had another day of house hunting planned for them as she had not liked a single one of the mansions, he’d taken her to the week before. However, she was exhausted. She still coughed on occasion and her voice was still cutting out from time to time. There was no way she could sing an entire song from start to finish and her lung capacity was crap. She wished she could lay in bed all day, but such blessings were not hers to hold. Such is the life of a parent.
Hadlee stood over her in the bed staring down at her, “Dad’s gone to the gym. I’m hungry.”
“Me too. Is your babushka here?”
“No,” Hadlee grunted, “Dad said she had plans for this morning and he would take us out for
