Ma called to me. Before I opened my eyes I knew what kind of day it was. Rain streamed down the window, and thunder rumbled across the fields. Oh, not today! I thought. How can we go to an outdoor birthday party in this weather? As I threw back the covers and sat up, the room seemed to spin around. My head felt light, and I was aware that my throat was scratchy. Well, Ma mustn’t find out how I felt or she wouldn’t let me go, even if the weather did clear. But there was no way to keep Ma from knowing. As soon as I opened my mouth, it was obvious that I had a cold. “Eat your breakfast,” Ma said, “and I’ll get a blanket and pillow for the couch. You can be out here today.” “Not all day,” I croaked. “If the rain lets up, Mrs. Brooke may still have the birthday party for her niece.” “She’ll have it without you,” Ma answered.
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