Megan didn’t have much experience driving in snow. “You can get groceries or something, Mom. I won’t stay long, but a phone call just isn’t the same thing as being there.” She visited Bunny first. Bunny’s blond hair fanned out across her pillow, and her face was pale. She appeared to be asleep, but when Megan stood there for a moment, Bunny’s eyes fluttered open. “Megan, hi. Thanks for coming.” Bunny didn’t try to sit up. “How are you, Bunny?” A silly question, but what else to say? “I’m okay, just weak. It was lucky people caught me or I could have been banged up good. It was funny. Suddenly I didn’t have the strength to hang on any longer. I’ve felt strange for over a week now. Roxie’s sick too.” “Roxie? How do you know?” “She called me this morning. She’s at home. But she says she feels the same as I do—weak.” “Cynthia’s doctor thought it was mono at first.” Megan sat on the edge of Bunny’s bed. She didn’t mention the other tests that Cynthia had.
