Chapter 3The crackers and tea helped, and I was feeling much better by the following day. Periodically I wondered what had happened that night, especially since the frat brothers of that particular house tended to snicker and turn their backs on me when they saw me coming. Apparently they must never have liked me, in spite of the invitation and what I’d first thought. Well, the feeling was mutual. I bit my thumb at them, a gesture I’d learned when we lived in Italy, although I never let Mum see me do it.
I hadn’t grown concerned until a number of days before, when that nagging sensation started. And my nerves became totally shattered when I spotted the blood in the toilet. So I’d gone to the computer lab to see what light the Internet could shed on my mysterious illness.
I shuddered. Gon
