Before I could finish my train of thought, Ronald broke into a violent coughing fit.
I glanced over—his sharp features looked pale, his lips had lost all color, and he looked totally drained. He also shot me a quick look, then lowered his head and silently sipped the porridge with a spoon.
Guess he actually listened to Grace for once.
Grace turned to me, biting her lip. "I stayed behind because I wanted to apologize to you, Mrs. Wright. Now that I’ve said what I needed to, I should probably head back to campus."
"Mrs. Wright, Mr. Wright had a persistent high fever last night with multiple symptoms. I’m guessing it’s the flu. I already gave him antiviral meds and a fever reducer. His temperature should drop a bit today."
"But if he doesn’t get better soon, he’ll need furthe
