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           "Jesus,Lou!Areyousure?"

           "It’savirus,"Louissaid.HetriednottoletRachel’svoice,whichseemedalmostaccusatory,grateonhim.Shewastired.Ithadbeenalongdayforher;shehadcrossedhalfthecountrywithherkidstoday.Hereitwaseleveno’clock,andthedaywasn’toveryet.Elliewasdeeplyasleepinherroom.Gagewasontheirbedinastatethatcouldbestbedescribedassemiconscious.LouishadstartedhimonLiquiprinanhourago."Theaspirinwillbringhisfeverdownbymorning,hon."

           "Aren’tyougoingtogivehimampicillinoranything?"

           Patiently,Louissaid,"Ifhehadthefluorastrepinfection,Iwould.Hedoesn’t.He’sgotavirus,andthatstuffdoesn’tdodoodly-squatforviruses.Itwouldjustgivehimtherunsanddehydratehimmore."

           "Areyousureit’savirus?"

           "Well,ifyouwantasecondopinion,"Louissnapped,"bemyguest."

           "Youdon’thavetoshoutatme!"Rachelshouted.

           "Iwasn’tshouting!"Louisshoutedback.

           "Youwere,"Rachelbegan,"youwereshuh-shuh-shouting"Andthenhermouthbegantoquiverandsheputahanduptoherface.Louissawthereweredeepgray-brownpocketsunderhereyesandfeltbadlyashamedofhimself.

           "I’msorry,"hesaid,andsatdownbesideher."Christ,Idon’tknowwhat’sthematterwithme,Iapologize,Rachel."

           "Nevercomplain,neverexplain,"shesaid,smilingwanly.

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