The Gift No One Wanted

Family holidays are always fun times. There are the remembrances of embarrassing moments past, the fact that hubbinator and I, our daughter, and son all got our FSIL 9 bottles of body wash. To be fair the oldest daughter and her partner received enough spatulas to keep her dogs in egg heaven for the new year (her dogs eat them especially when coated with eggs).

And then there is the gift that no one wants.

Yet someone always brings it.

You know what I’m talking about.

That’s right, the flu.

Our  youngest suffered the week before Christmas and after Christmas. Coughing and hacking and sleeping.

Hubbinator felt icky on New Years Day but didn’t stop him from accepting smooches from me until later. Of course, he bragged at how he’d kicked rid of the flu in a day or two.

Which meant he’d transfer it to me, because that’s how he rolls.

Came home from work with a 100 degree fever. That did break overnight but now I have the cough and sore throat.

My youngest refuses to take it back.

Ah, well. Until next time.

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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