Nora's stomach growled once more, and she remembered where she was headed before she met Darrell.
"I think it'll be good if we go and take care of your little angry stomach," she said, tickling her stomach again, making her giggle out loud, and then she turned to Darrell.
"I guess we'll meet in the dining hall, right?" She asked, looking at him with dreamy eyes.
"Or may you could join me in the shower," Darrell said. We can get her and make her cheeks turn bright pink.
"Mum, do you have a fever?" Nora asked, reaching out with her small hands to feel her temperature before touching her head.
