“YOU FEELING OKAY THIS morning, sweetie?” Jay’s mum quirked an eyebrow at him as she packed her bag for work.
He nodded, not wanting to lie. But what was the point of telling the truth? They both knew nothing was physically wrong with him, despite the symptoms.
“All right, then. See you for dinner?”
Jay nodded again and smiled as his mum kissed him softly on the cheek and headed to the door.
“Thanks, Mum. Have a great day.”
She waved and smiled, so Jay sunk back down onto the couch. His mother had been so good since he’d returned home, but Jay could not shake the feeling that something was wrong with someone he cared about, somewhere. It couldn’t be him, surely. The doctor he’d seen said nothing was wrong with him, yet he had all the physical symptoms of something pretty serious in hi
