"Good morning, Darcy" Darcy's mom peeks her head in the room to wake her up before school. "Get up and get ready your Dad and I have some Valentine's Day goodies for you on the counter, and you have to look extra cute today because maybe someone will have a valentine waiting for them at school." Darcy groans, rolls over, and pulls the covers up over her head. She does not care that it her old favorite holiday. Darcy begins to force herself to cough faintly but loud enough for her mother to hear from down the hall. Her mother doesn't respond to her coughing so it becomes for forceful and loud. Pretty soon she gets so desperate to get her moms attention she screams at the top of her lungs.
"MOM!"
"Yes, dear?" Her mom strolls in calmly as if she had just heard her name being called lightly from the room next door.
"I do not feel good. I can not go to school today."
"Oh really? What is feeling bad?"
"Everything." Darcy says weakly with her face still under the covers. Darcy's mom sits on the edge of the bed and sets her hand on Darcy leg still under neither the covers.
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