June 30thThursday morning I wake up with a very sore throat and I can`t swallow without pain. My voice isn`t the best either. No! No! This can`t happen to me! Two days until my party. Maybe it`s because of the ice cream I had yesterday...I run downstairs to the kitchen and go through the medication draw. I can`t find many things but we have some lozenges for throat infections. I pick the menthol one then I make some tea with honey. Andrew joins me while I make tea. He listens to my moaning, he doesn`t ask anything, he waits until I share my problem with him. He can handle women quite well.
-I`m a mess, Andy. My throat hurts so much. What should I do now?
-Berry! Do you want to know my opinion? Very nice of you. –he smiles like a child.
-Of course, I don`t care about your opinion, it`s j
