Darcy: "What are we going to do tomorrow?"
Me: "I don't know. I'm hoping your Dad will go to the clinic and see a doctor. I feel like we have to take care of him first."
Darcy: "He's feeling really sick."
Me: "I know. First Madison and now your dad. And I'm not feeling so hot right now either. My throat is a little sore."
Darcy: "Great! Looks like I'll be the last man standing."
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