FULL CIRCLE
Chapter 41
Miles had been lying in bed for about half an hour when he felt the nausea he'd been fighting growing stronger. He sat up groaning when the room seemed to be spinning one direction while his stomach was going the other.
Frank had been sitting on his bed observing Miles. Seeing the younger man trying to get out of bed, he quickly moved to his side. "How are you feeling?" he asked.
"Dizzy. And I think I'm about to be sick," Miles replied, closing his eyes against the dizziness.
"Damn," Frank muttered under his breath. Seeing no sign of a wastebasket and no time to look for one, he half carried Miles to the bathroom. Lowering him to the floor in front of the toilet, he
pushed his head over it just in time. As he watched the younger man emptying his stomach, Frank sighed and thought how it was going to be a long night.
Once he'd finished retching, Miles slumped back against the tub. He felt a wet cloth being thrust into his hand and he pressed it against his face letting the coolness soak in.
"Feeling better?" Frank asked.
Miles slowly lowered the cloth and looked at Frank's concerned expression. "Not really," he replied. And as if to prove that point, he had to quickly lean over the toilet again.
Frank leaned against the wall and waited for Miles to want to get back to bed. "Yes indeed, it was going to be a long night," he decided.