CHAPTER 36Mara kicked a path through the clothes, loose papers and magazines to stand at Buddy’s bedside. Leaning over, she could see his chest rising and falling, rasping for breath. She rubbed her eye to make sure tears weren’t escaping and took a deep breath of her own.
“Oh, Buddy. I should have checked on you sooner. Now what are we going to do?” she said.
“We should call an ambulance and get him to the hospital,” Sam said, holding up his phone getting ready to dial 9-1-1.
“No, let’s take him home with us. Maybe we can get Denton Proctor to come over and do something for him.”
“That is completely crazy. Mom will have a cow. She wants us to come home so that we don’t get exposed to this disease, not to pack it up and bring it home with us. Besides, you said it’s getting passed aroun
