Wonder

“My pleasure,” answered Nurse Molly, putting her hand under my
chin and tilting my face up. “You take care of yourself, okay?”
I nodded and mumbled “Thank you.” Mom and I hug-walked the
whole way home. I didn’t tell her anything about what had happened,
and later when she asked me if I felt well enough to go trick-or-
treating after school, I said no. This worried her, since she knew how
much I usually loved trick-or-treating.
I heard her say to Dad on the phone: “... He doesn’t even have the
energy to go trick-or-treating.... No, no fever at all ... Well, I will if
he doesn’t feel better by tomorrow.... I know, poor thing ... Imagine
his missing Halloween.”
I got out of going to school the next day, too, which was Friday. So
I had the whole weekend to think about everything. I was pretty sure
I would never go back to school again.