Hey guys I'm back! I've got a lot more reviews than I expected in the story yesterday. To the person who left the review that said I love u, that was really sweet of you to say to me 3. Okay this one is a bit sad but please enjoy.
Quinton: I'm starting to think that you like this guy.
Me: Shut up! I just said that it was sweet of him to say that to me!
Quattro: *sings* Aim's got a crush
Me: Two things. One I don't have a crush and two it's Aima! How can you get my name wrong all the time?
Quattro: Everyone in your school gets it wrong except for your friends.
Me: That's because they don't know that the first A in my name is silent. I keep forgetting to tell them that.
Quattro: Whatever
Me: I'm going to need my frying pan again.
Quattro: *runs off*
Me; That's what I thought so. On with the story!
May 12th,2001
My oldest brother has fallen ill. He's Chris to father when healthy. But father calls him Precious Flower when ill. He collapsed this morning when coming out of his room to brush his teeth. Father took him back to bed and checked his temperature. He told us that Chris has a dangerously high fever and that he's keeping Chris home from college until he recovers. Thomas and I were worried because today was one of those days where Chris's friends Montgomery and N would come over to pick him up and then they would walk to college together.
When Montgomery and N knocked on the door and asked us if Chris was ready for college Thomas told them what happened. I couldn't say anything because I was in Chris's room watching him before I went to school. Montgomery and N had sympathetic looks on their faces since they knew Chris and I shared a strong brotherly bond.
In an attempt to cheer me up before I left for school N took out his flute and played it as Montgomery began to sing my favorite song 'How to Believe'. I loved it when Montgomery sings. He has such a pure voice and it would sooth people that were sick. The song seemed to sooth Chris a bit as father mopped his face with a cold cloth in an attempt to lower his fever.
I thanked Montgomery and N as they dropped me off to school on their way to college. They told my father that they would bring Chris's homework and come over to help us afterschool while Chris is in his sickly state. My father thanked them and was relieved that Chris had such good friends in college. Thomas and I agreed with father on that comment.
Later
When I got home from school I noticed that Thomas was setting up a tray of snacks for Montgomery and N when they come to visit. I joked that Thomas is acting like Chris since Chris usually does that when his friends come to visit. Thomas glared at me and told me to be quiet or else I would get hurt after they leave. I didn't want to get hurt so I didn't say anything and went into the kitchen to make tea for the family. I put some mint sprig in Chris's tea hoping it would sooth him like it did in the past. When I went inside Chris's room with the tea father was there constantly watching over Chris and moping his face with a cold cloth in an attempt to lower his fever while Chris slept breathing softly. I asked father how Chris was doing and he sighed in response. He told me that Chris was having trouble breathing and that he coughed a lot while I was gone. Father also told me that he called the doctor for help and that the doctor should be here by tomorrow.
An hour later Montgomery and N came to help us. Montgomery knew a lot about herbal medicines so he brewed some siege tea for Chris's fever. Thank goodness Montgomery brought a basket of herbs to make the medicines or else Thomas would be in the store right now buying the wrong herbs. When the tea was finished brewing I brought it up to Chris's room. Even though Chris tried to push it away father made him drink it. Chris is the most unhappy today.