“Can I do anything to make you feel better?” Erin asked. “You should have a pet—a dog or a big cat or something.” Erin’s smile went soft. “Why?” “Because pets can cuddle you when you’re sick without getting sick themselves.” She was aware she sounded pathetic, but her throat hurt and she wanted to snuggle and feel taken care of. “How’s this,” Erin said, “I’ll sit at the foot of the couch? You can put your feet in my lap while I read over some stuff for work?” Cassie tried not to seem too desperate when she nodded. She fell asleep with Erin rubbing absently at the arch of her right foot.
