REBECCA
Ew, I thought, grabbing the radiator to pull myself up after vomiting for the umpteenth time.
I'd started feeling unwell the previous night - with a widespread feeling of sickness and cold that, initially, I had attributed to fatigue. When those symptoms had rapidly worsened within an hour, I'd made up my mind and grabbed the thermometer - which of course told me what I already knew.
I had slept very little and badly: and to make all of it even better, Violet had pulled me off the couch on which I had collapsed, sobbing because, just like me, she was sick and had even vomited.
In the bed.
I'd spent what little was left of the night caring for her - and within a few hours that had seemed like minutes, James had woken up, perky and very ready for the day and the trip: at least h
