Bradin answered yes in a hoarse tone.
She entered his room.
Ava: "Hey sweetie, how are you feeling?"
Bradin: "I'm fine, I told you this".
Ava: "Uh huh.. the thermometer has all the answers".
Bradin gave her a confused look.
Ava: "Open…" and the thermometer went into his mouth.
She waited till it beeped, and gently took it out and read it.
"102…No competition for you, I'm so sorry Bradin".
Bradin: "That's a lie, I'm fine. I can- and he coughed up a storm.
Ava: "Yeah, what does that say?"
Bradin grunted angrily and put his head on the pillow.
Ava: "I'll be in to check on you in a few minutes. Let me just get everyone else settled".
Bradin nodded.
He picked up the phone and called Sarah back.
Sarah: "Hey, how are you feeling?"
Bradin: "I'm fine, really".
Sarah: "Do you have a fever?"
Bradin: "Yep".
Sarah: "Is it high? Should I come over?"
Bradin: "Yeah, 102. Uh, I don't think my aunt would be to thrilled if I have visitors. It's probably just a cold"
Sarah: "With that kind of fever, I don't think it's just a cold. I'll call you to check on you though! Feel better, and get some rest XO"
Bradin hung up the phone, and lied his head on his pillow. He closed his eyes.
