It was Monday, and I began to feel sick around 7 in the morning. I had work to do, but I couldn't work while I was sick. Had I known what it was, I probably wouldn't have been so miserable.

"Chocol, I can't work today. Would you go tell Mr. Wonka that I will not be working today? Tell him I'm really sorry about having to miss his big interview this morning, but I really am not feeling well."

"Yes Mrs. Wonka, right away."

I went to my room and lay down. I had to quickly run to the bathroom, because I really was sick. Then I heard somebody come into the bedroom. I cleaned up, and went out to him.

"You aren't feeling well?"

"No, I am so sorry. I can't be at your interview today. I was really looking forward to it."

"Are you going to be ok without me here? I can stay here you know. If you want me to, I'll stay and take care of you."

"No, I think it's just the stomach flu. I should be fine by tomorrow. You don't have to stay home today, but thank you for offering."

He covered me up and left for his interview. About an hour and a half later, I was feeling quite a bit better. I didn't get sick again that day either. I thought I wasn't sick anymore, so I went about my business.

He came back at around 10 o'clock and was surprised at my being up and around.

"Are you feeling better now? You seem to be moving around a lot."

"Yeah, I'm feeling a lot better actually. It must have just been a little bug or something. I feel just fine now. How did your interview go?"

"Well, it went pretty well I think. Most of the questions were about the wedding and about you. Those reporter guys are very pushy you know. They want to find out every little thing about you, and they won't stop until they do."

I became rather worried, because I didn't know what he told them about me or the wedding. I hoped he wouldn't say too much, since he had told me before that he wanted most of it to be kept to ourselves and not released to the public.

"What kind of questions about it?" I needed to sneak it in somewhere that it wouldn't be noticed.

"Are you worried about what I told them?"

"Oh, no. why would you think that? I'm just curious, that's all."

"Bridget…"

"Ok, so I am concerned. I just don't want you telling the world about us. There are some things that people just don't need to know."

"I know that. I didn't tell them anything about it. I knew you wouldn't like it if I told them about the wedding and about our relationship."

"Thank you very much Mr. Wonka."

"Wouldn't want to tell them about the night at the beach either."

"Hey now!"

"I'm just kidding, don't worry."

"You better be."