She threw up her breakfast two mornings running and was so tired she could barely keep awake. To make matters worse, she was overdue for her period, and felt bloated and out of sorts. She called in sick to work for several days and spent her time at home sleeping and feeling sorry for herself. Dolores kept her posted on what was happening with daily telephone calls and startled her by concluding one conversation with the bulletin that Lee was also. “What’s the matter with him?” Jennifer asked, alarmed. “He has the chicken pox.” Jennifer laughed so hard she dropped the phone. Dolores’ voice came tinnily through the receiver. “Jen? You still there?” Jennifer picked the receiver up again, wiping her eyes. “Yes, I’m still here. Are you sure about that story?” “Sure as sunrise. They think he caught it during that visit to the children’s hospital with you. You’ll probably be next.” “No fear. I had it in second grade. Whatever I’ve got, that isn’t it How long will he be off the roster?”
