Chapter 30
Lynne woke with a tight feeling of unease in her stomach that had become all too familiar. Shaking the grogginess of sleep from her head she tried to get her bearings. It was still relatively early in the morning, as the faintest hint of lilac sky was filtering through her bedroom window. Taking a few deep breaths in an attempt to calm her body, she rolled herself out of bed as she played her stomach’s new favorite game “beat the clock to the bathroom.” She hurried to her bathroom, not bothering to shut the door behind her, before a final lurch in her stomach brought up its contents into the toilet. Luckily, she had perched herself in front of her toilet in time to avoid having to clean the floor, which she has had to do several times in the past couple months. Once the waves of nausea ha
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