Sunday’s shift was not nearly as smooth a day as Saturday. Upon arriving at work, Susan found out Allison had begun to run a fever during the early morning hours of 101 degrees Fahrenheit. After washing her hands and donning a mask, Susan took Allison into her arms and sat in the rocking chair with her. Allison’s cheeks were flushed, she was coughing intermittently, and her normal good natured attitude and smile were gone; in its place was a frown with occasional tears and a little girl that did not want to be put down.
Susan did her best to stay on top of the symptoms by giving acetaminophen as directed on the bottle. Since Allison’s ability to take in food and fluids was compromised due to a sore throat, giving extra fluids via enterostomy tube to prevent dehydration was a must. Most of the day consisted of Susan holding Allie, who slept as long as she rocked her, in an attempt to allow Tracy to rest. Tracy lost sleep last night and was expecting another rough night tonight. Luckily the boys are old enough to fend for themselves in Fred’s absence, because Tracy would likely be busy with Allison. Tracy was hoping to take Allie into the walk-in clinic first thing in the morning for a strep test. Unfortunately they had a huge copay if they utilized the emergency room, so hopefully the walk-in wasn’t too busy Monday morning.
Susan felt bad leaving Allison when she felt so under the weather, but hopefully now that Tracy got some rest, she would be okay. Susan headed for home at 7PM and immediately took a shower to wash off all the germs from Allie. Shifters tend to get ill much less than humans, but why tempt fate? Susan pulled on comfortable pajamas and slippers for the rest of the evening before getting her clothing out for morning.
After a quick meal, Susan spent two hours studying for college the next day. At 10PM she used the restroom, brushed her teeth, and slipped into bed for the night. Other than at meal times or if she went looking for Kyle and his family, she rarely saw them. The house was fairly large with seven people living in it, but being on the outskirts of the suburbs, they spent a lot of time outside. At times Susan heard the youngest ones whining or crying temporarily, but it rarely lasted long. Within minutes of her head hitting the pillow, Susan was asleep and remained asleep the rest of the night.
The alarm went off at 6:30 AM and Susan begrudgingly reached for the clock on her side table. After several attempts, she finally hit the snooze button with her eyes still closed. Once the alarm stopped, she reached her arms up to the sky, then up toward the head board of her full size bed. Susan winced slightly at her sore shoulder and neck muscles from holding and rocking Allison all day yesterday. Susan couldn’t help but wonder how Allison and Tracy fared overnight. Susan knew she had to try to keep boundaries between them, but it was impossible to spend so much time with someone and not care unless you were a cyborg. Susan laughed out loud at her thought:
Tuesday, Susan grabbed a granola bar for breakfast, arrived at college early, and studied in the empty classroom until class started. Classes ended at noon and rather than drive home, Susan decided to study in the college library until time to begin work at 3PM. As she researched for a paper she had to write on a disease process, Travis walked up behind her, put his nose close to her neck, and took a deep breath to inhale her scent-wild flowers and fresh cut grass. Susan jumped, put her hand to her neck to make the hairs lay back down after Travis’s close proximity had made goosebumps form and the hair on her neck stood at attention. As she turned her head to
As he stood behind the shelf across the library, he could see that “wolf boy,” seemed to be interested in a human female. He couldn’t help thinking to himself in disgust: Yeah, we may have to move the attack up if Alpha Treyvon's son is interested in a human. It would be a tragedy if we waited and they went as far as to reproduce. Eww..Just the idea turns my stomach.
Allison was more alert today as Susan took over her care. Her color seemed better and she no longer felt febrile. What a relief the strep had improved, the medicine must be working.Since Allie was alert, Susan started her personal cares and readied her for her bath. Allison was lucky she had a beautiful reclining bath chair that allowed her the option to saf
Travis just couldn’t shake the feeling that he was being watched. Could it be the cheerleaders always offering to take care of his ‘needs’? It could be, but this felt different somehow. It was like someone evil was watching him but he had no idea why that would happen? Everytime Travis looked around or really entertained the idea he was being watched, he didn’t see anyone there. He began to think he was just paranoid and let the idea go. Travis went to class, played football, and studied. That was the extent of his activities ach week; he didn’t party, he didn’t work, and he didn’t date. To get into medical school, he had to keep
7AM, Travis’s alarm went off and he readied himself for the day. Once his supplies were ready, he placed his back pack on his back, headed out the door, and jogged to the cafeteria for breakfast. Being an athlete and a werewolf Travis consumed huge amounts of food, especially protein, to help support muscle growth and function and keep him at his ideal weight for competition. This was the last season Travis would play college ball. He knew he would be too busy in medical school and would never pass the screenings for the NFL, because of being a werewolf. Ironically, college didn’t test for wolf DNA, but the NFL did. Travis enjoyed playing competitively but kn
Susan was in her room studying Wednesday night after work when there was a knock on her door. “Come in.”The door opened and in strode Tia. Susan looked up at her and smiled, but got a very serious look in return. “Luna, w
Susan’s dream started out like any other, but soon warped into something not quite so normal and not so enjoyable. It was a gorgeous fall afternoon. There were brightly colored leaves blowing around in the mild wind and it was still light, but getting darker by the second. Susan was walking in this field alone until she saw Travis jogging toward her in jeans and a sweatshirt; his brown, curly hair bounced across his forehead with every step. His smile was so big, the white of his smile was evident even from a distance. Susan couldn’t help but return his smile and move in his direction with open arms. As Travis reaches Susan, he wraps his arms around her, one