Chapter 6
Everything hurt. Every muscle, every bone, even every hair. I could barely move, but I didn’t have a choice as yet another wave of nausea sent me stumbling into the bathroom and onto my knees. Once I was done losing the contents of my stomach, I hauled myself upright with a loud groan, rinsed my mouth, and staggered back to bed.
I didn’t know how it was possible that I’d caught the stomach flu when I wasn’t around other people most of the time. But I’d gone to the grocery story two days ago, and maybe some contact there had infected me. I’d talked with several people, and who knew what kind of germs were on the produce or products I’d handled. Right now, I was ready to burn the store to the ground for getting me sick.
I hated being sick.
I’d managed to get to the door a coupl
