"Morning, Little Sister," Bo greeted megan, kissing Megan's forehead gently.
"I'm not that little, Bo Duke," Megan said.
"Uh-uh. To me you'll always be my little sister and it's time to eat," Bo said, setting the bowl on the night table next to her.
Megan sat up wearily and laid back against her pillows. Bo sat down on the bed and picked up the bowl. "Can you eat this by yourself or do I spoon feed you?" Bo asked, holding the bowl out to her.
"Bo, I don't think I can even pick up the spoon," Megan said wearily.
'Okay," Bo said, picking up the spoon and feeding her the homemade chicken soup that Uncle Jesse was famous for.
"It tastes good, Bo," Megan said as soon as she ate the last drop.
"Do you want any more? I can go downstairs and get some for you?" Bo asked putting the bowl on the night table again.
"No. I feel kind of sleepy again," Megan said drowsily.
"Okay. I'll just take this downstairs then," Bo said as she lowered the pillows and closed her eyes.
"Okay. 'Night, Bo," Megan mumbled, drifting off to sleep.
Bo pulled another comforter down from Daisy's closet and covered Megan with it. "Good night, Little Sister. I love you," Bo said, kissing his sister's forehead and whispering in her ear. Bo just sat there watching her sleep. Bo started to pray. He hadn't prayed in a long time, but this time he prayed that God would heal his sister. He couldn't lose her when he had just found her.