Sitting with Grey and eating one of the soups they had passed out, she was feeding him a bite when he got paler. Concerned when he shook it off and breathed in deep, she rubbed his back, “Come on. I’m demanding you lay down. Now.” Helping him up and leading him into a tent, she’d laid him down and he was asleep when Mr. Fells peered in. Seeing her checking his temp and then saying, “Whoa, you’re like really warm. This can’t be right.” Shaking the thermometer and shaking her head, she said, “Has to be broken.”
Coming into the tent, Mr. Fells took over and told Grey to stay laying down for the rest of the evening. Nodding in agreement, Serenity worried and felt guilty he’d probably been pushing himself for her.
Getting medicine, and some ginger ale to settle his stomach, she was thinking
