Chapter 4

Mandie

I slept good in my uncle's room last night. It was warm and he was lying next to me, holding me tight. I didn't want to get up and neither did he. "Mandie, you are not allowed to leave my side today." He said, still half asleep. I turned and buried my face in his chest. I heard him groan. I looked up and grinned. I kissed his cheek. He grinned. But he looked rather pale. "Dear Uncle John, are you cold?" I asked, looking into his eyes. He opened his eyes, and looked at me sadly. "Uncle John? Are you okay?" Wrapping his arms around me, Uncle John said, "I don't think I'll be able to get up." "Why?" I asked. Before he could respond though, he began to have a coughing fit. He put his hands over his chest in evident pain. "Uncle John, do you have pneumonia?" I asked, frightened. "I'm afraid so darling." he said weakly.