I woke hours later to the sound of a happy bark, a clang, and the smell of something delicious. The fact that I didn’t immediately feel nauseous when I sat up was promising. I saw the water bottle on the bedside table, and drank a few mouthfuls. When they hit my stomach and I didn’t immediately have to run to the bathroom, I tried a few more. The clock told me it was nearly five, and considering I’d started throwing up last night, perhaps it was only a twenty-four-hour bug.
I heard a thump, then Tru’s laughter, and I smiled in response.
Wait a minute. What was Tru doing in my house?
I felt sticky and gross, so I figured the answer to that could wait long enough for me to clean up. A shower and a new set of clothes, and I felt better than I had when I woke up. I took the water bottle wit
