Calling in Sick

When he stayed in bed, I knew there was a problem. Warren is a leaper, seizing the day from the minute he wakes up. His hair was tangled and matted from rolling around in discomfort all night, and his eyes were watery and red. “I think I’m sick.” Warren had the flu, the full-on flu, […]
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Published on March 14, 2015 04:09
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