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Later that night, Sunny was inconsolable. She would not stop crying, and I cursed myself for letting her get that shot today. I’d called a nurse’s hotline, and they told me her fever of 102 was normal under the circumstances, and there was no need to take her to an emergency room. They said to monitor her and make sure she was getting enough fluids.

I’d brought her into my bedroom because I couldn’t leave her alone like this. I also thought holding her would help, but it didn’t seem to matter. Holding her only made me feel better.

Her wailing continued as I paced the room and rocked her. I’d never seen her like this before.

There was a knock at the door that I barely heard through her crying.

Shit. Had one of the neighbors complained? I didn’t need anyone’s wrath on top of this.

I walked over to the door and looked through the peephole.

It was Deacon. Remembering he had that girl over, I cringed. The roles had reversed. Now we were disturbing his peace.

When I opened, I started babbli