Danny's eyes snapped open when she first woke up and felt vomit rise up her throat; next thing she knew she was curled over the trashcan in her room hurling what, strangely enough tasted sort of like Mom's meat-loaf.
She KNEW she had been feeling sick lately, but was afraid her parents would go bezerk if they knew, too…
Jack (Dad): Danny are you eating more of your Mom's meat-loaf? Can I have some?
Maddie (Mom): Danny are you alright dear I thought I heard-
Danny: Wow that DOES look like Mom's meat-loaf!
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Sorry for shortness on a schedule and a strait A studnt in collage student so I got to hurry before the teacher catches me and well…..You Know?
