“Goodbye. Come again,” Gabriela said to the group of girls that were just leaving, then rushed to clean their table. Her ears were scratchy from wearing the mask all afternoon, and her body felt like it was submerged underwater. When the math teacher sent her home after the second period, she was forced to accept she was really sick. It had been a while since that happened. Maybe she really overdid it with the wet hair and the morning run that day.
Lina was going to kill her. That was, if she didn’t die from the fever before that.
Gabriela raised her hand and touched her forehead. It didn’t feel that warm, despite the nurse telling her to go to the hospital if it got worse. She was already on her way home when she realized she couldn’t go there. If she was really sick, then she could pas
