Kimberly was lying on the bed with the duvet over her while Eric looked down at her with concern, "We should go to the hospital," Eric suggested, and Kimberly shook her head.
"I just feel cold. I'm not sick."
"But you're not eating anything either. You have kept complaining about everything Aunt Martha has cooked since the two days, and I'm surprised she hasn't blown up yet," Eric said in concern.
"It's not deliberate, I promise," Kimberly said apologetically.
"I know that. She knows that, and everyone else in the house knows that too. That is why no one is making a big deal out of it. However, I'm worried," Eric said as he reached out a hand to feel her forehead.
