The Karma Beat
““I think you’ve got a fever.”“Mmm,” I moaned.“I’ll be right back with the thermometer, Sweetie.”I heard her leave the room and then the strange sound of someone else coming in.“Jen,” Sean said tentatively. “Are you awake?”Sean?I rolled over to see my brother. He usually yelled something about germs and ran the other way when I was sick.“Mom said you were sick, so, um, I got you an icee.” He held out the cup.“I love you, Sean,” I said as I reached for the cool drink that would ease my sore throa...t.“Hold it!” Mom yelled coming back in. “I have to take your temperature first.”“Just one sip,” I begged.“Not yet.” She took the icee from me and set it down. “Thanks, Sean. I know Jen appreciates your newfound feelings of filial compassion.”“Huh?” Sean said.“Out,” Mom ordered.“Uh, he’s probably just glad my immunity to illness helps everybody in the house.” He should be. Genies didn’t get sick except from Karmic colds, and we kept our families from getting sick very often too.She ignored my explanation and handed me the electronic thermometer.MoreLess
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