Chapter Ten

Laura

“It'll be okay, Dallas. I promise,” Laura told her brother as she rubbed his back. “You're doing great.”

He nodded weakly and continued to vomit what little was left in his stomach into the toilet. Laura kept rubbing his back and making soft words of encouragement until the little guy curled up in a ball on the floor.

“I don't feel good, Laura,” he said weakly. If that wasn't the understatement of the year, she wasn't sure what was. His little cheeks were flushed, and he looked absolutely miserable.

“I know, sweetie,” she said softly, pulling him up into a hug. “Let's rinse your mouth out and then we'll go join your sister on the couch. Then we can watch a movie.”

Dallas nodded weakly, letting his sister take him to the sink. “A new movie?”

“Sorry, we just have the old ones,” Laura said, turning on the water.

“Okay.” He didn't even try to whine about it. That's how Laura knew he was absolutely miserable. Dallas reached out and washed his hands and took a small sip of water into