The moment Ray walked into the door, Ash knew what was wrong. Still he waited for the other to admit it before he tried to do anything.“Dad, I don’t feel well.” Each word came out as if forced from his lips, and Ash sighed.“Oh, sweetheart, it looks like you caught it too.”Ray nodded slowly but didn’t move away from the door-frame. He didn’t trust himself to move right then with how his stomach was rolling. His face turned a disturbing shade of green, and Ash leapt into action, quickly grabbing a trash bin. Thankfully, it didn’t yet seem to be needed.“I’m going to take you to our room. I’m sure Bright would love the company.”Bright, who had been taking the opportunity to catch up on his reality tv shows since his own encounter with the epidemic, was not entirely surprised to see Ash returning to their bedroom with their son and a trash bin rather than the tea he had gone to
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