“Thanks Mom,” Jared let go of my waist and picked up the bags to load them into the car. I was about to walk into the house when a wave of nausea hit me. Running into the house to the first floor bathroom I made it just in time with everyone on my heels. Jared kneeled next to me and pulled my hair out of my face and stroked my back. When I was done he handed me a glass of water and I leaned against him.
“Honey are you okay?” Mom asked with her hands clasped nervously in front of her. Afraid that I was going to be sick again I only nodded and continued to sip the water.
When all signs of queasiness were gone I stood back up and washed my hands and face. The cool water felt good on my skin and made me feel better. I exited the bathroom only to see my mom and Jared’s mom waiting for me. “Is
