#Chapter20
/"Are you ready for your first day at Waindale Academy, dear?/" Grandma asks as I enter the kitchen in my spiffy new uniform. I sit down at the table and she places a plate in front of me. /"What would you like? Something special for your first day?/"
/"I can't eat. I feel sick,/" I tell her. /"If I eat, I may just vomit./"
/"What? What's wrong? Did you catch the flu? Maybe you shouldn't go to school today, Wrenley, not if you're going to be sick./"
/"No, no,/" I mutter. /"I have to go. I just can't eat. The thought of it makes my stomach hurt./"
Grandma sighs. /"Oh, goodness. Will you bring something with you? There are granola bars in the pantry./" I nod and she fetches them. I lift my backpack to my lap and stuff them inside, knowing that I'll forget they're there anyway.
/"Where's mom?/" I ask. Usually she's up by now.
/"Oh, she must be asleep still. Do you want me to wake her up to see you off?/"
