Chapter Thirty-One The FadingThe next morning Gerald came to Rachel’s room with her pills and the ginger ale. He was shocked when he saw her lying in her bed. Rachel looked very sick. Her face was pale and her hair was wet from perspiration and lay plastered against her skin. There was a rash on her neck and left cheek. He knelt beside her bed and took her hand. As he did, he pressed a piece of paper into it and folded her hand around it so it could not be seen. Rachel started to say something but Gerald gave a slight shake to his head. Then he spoke loudly. “How are you this morning, Rachel?” “I don’t feel well at all, Gerald. I’ve been throwing up and...” Rachel blushed. “...I have to use the toilet a lot. I have a terrible headache and I feel very weak.” Gerald glanced around. The d

