Fine POV Comic Strip Part 2
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- I'm fine. But, I've just gotten a little headache. Mom, what do you think is wrong with me? I did have a candy bar!
- Well? Are you ok? Do you really feel okay? There wasn't another episode? Well, look at this chance to play it hooky. To avoid Biology class. I am not any doctor, but I think you blacked out because you just skipped lunch to do your history report. That's all, and my point exactly.
- Oh, I hope she is actually okay! I'm so worried! If I had the option to take her out of this trouble, I would! I hope there's nothing major wrong! I hope she will be better by tomorrow. Oh god, please create no pain for her, and help her!
- Well? Are you all right? Do you really feel okay? Bailey’s mother asks. “You haven’t had another . . . episode?” “No. I’ve just got a little headache,” Bailey says. But it’s just the edge of a headache—nothing Bailey would mention if she weren’t in the hospital. “Do I really have to stay all night?” “That’s what the doctor said. They can’t schedule the other tests until tomorrow. And—” Mom stops and starts over. “Look at it as a chance to play hooky. To avoid biology class.” She smiles brightly at Bailey, and Bailey resists the urge to retort, “I’d rather dissect[2] frogs than die.” But she realizes she’d said exactly the reverse only a week ago in the school cafeteria: “I’d rather die than dissect a frog.” She remembers the exact moment she spoke the words: Sunlight had been streaming in the window behind Allison, grease was congealing on the school lunch tacos, all her friends were laughing.Copyright © 2017 by Houghton Mifflin Harcourt Publishing Company All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means,electronic or mechanical, including photocopying or recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the copyright owner unless such copying is expressly
- Wha- Ugh! These people are so annoying! And, why are they butting into me and my daughters business! None of your beeswax! How could the nurse think that my baby does drugs?! Nonsense people! Just let me talk to my daughter! Go away! Okay, just keep calm and carry on, keep it cool, and stick with your daughter. Remember your yoga classes.
- Do you do recreational drugs? Are you sure?
- No. And yes, I have never done drugs.
- She fainted. She's just in for a few tests. Oh, and my daughter has never taken anything stronger than aspirin.
- She looks just like my granddaughter. I'm sure she'll be fine. You know these doctors, they just don't wanna get sued.
- Few! Did I arrive on time? Was it a heart attack? A flu? Is Bailey saying mom in a good or bad way? What is happening? Is it serious? What do I do? Should I ask? Is she okay? They are smiling in a good or bad way? They must think that I am a horrible mother! Should I apologize? I should have arrived earlier! Few!
- Mom!
- Doctor, you must think I’m a terrible mother, not to be here at a time like this. What did you find out? Please tell me—it was just a fluke, right?
- This is a classic case. I’m surprised nobody caught it yesterday. They still would have wanted the tests, just to be sure. . . . What you had was a migraine headache.
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