Page 56 of Grumpy Sunshine

Was it a dream?

I looked down at my shoes and nope, those were still there.

Maybe I’d just been delusional last night when I’d come out, exhausted from a long day at work and a sleepless night before that thinking about Chevy and him bringing me cake and pizza.

Maybe…

I got into the car and started it up, fully expecting it to be dead like it always was.

But…

I frowned at the sound of not only the engine starting up with a soft rumble, but the lack of any other noise.

The car wasn’t making that weird ticking sound that it always made.

Nor had I had to jump the car off by pushing it.

What in the…

Fourteen

You let them shenan once, you’ll let them shenanigan.

—Text from Aella to Chevy

CHEVY

I was sick as a fucking dog.

So sick, in fact, that I’d called into work for the first time ever.

I was pissed, too, because I just knew that Aella would come in breathing fire for not only stocking her fridge, but buying her shoes and then stealing her vehicle.

Though, she might not have known about the stealing her vehicle thing.

I’d been able to get it from her after she’d gotten off work and return it before she left for work.

Or, more accurately, Copper had.

I’d tried to do all the work with him, but at some point through the night, I’d gone from slightly feeling bad to fully feeling bad.

I was fully aware as a doctor that I could get the fuckin’ flu in the middle of the damn summer, but I hadn’t really expected it to happen.

I blamed my nieces.

Catalina had gone to the doctor because she hadn’t been feeling well, and I’d then had lunch with her immediately after.

It was only discovered later that she had the flu, but at that point it was too late for me.I’d already been exposed.

Sadly, I was the only one in the family besides Catalina that got it.

Which I guess worked out because Catalina needed to be taken care of by her parents, and that wouldn’t happen as easily if they were both sick, too.

Needless to say, I was running a fever, had chills from hell, and was mad.

Three very horrible combinations.

By noon, I’d done nothing but become nauseous because of the rocking of the house underneath me.

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