Double Dance: Chapter 38
| July 1, 2020Maybe she could let herself like Mr. Weiss. Maybe things would finally work out as her mother said they would
Miri opened her eyes and looked around her room. For a moment, she wasn’t sure what day it was. She lifted her hand to her aching head and saw the light blue uniform blouse. “Oh, yeah,” she moaned. Miri slipped on her hoodie before slowly heading to the kitchen.
“M-a?”
“Miri, what are you doing out of bed?”
Miri touched her throat. “I need a drink.”
“Hot or cold?”
“I don’t know.”
“Do you want to get back into bed? I’ll bring it upstairs.”
“I don’t know.”
Mrs. Weiss poured some juice into a cup and handed it to Miri. “If it doesn’t go down easy, I’ll make you a hot tea.”
Miri shivered. “Okay.”
“Don’t you want to change into pajamas and a robe? You’ll be more comfortable.”
“I don’t know, Ma.” She set her cup on the table then plopped down on a chair. “I don’t know anything.”
Her mother rubbed her back. “I know that feeling. You feel too miserable to know what to do.”
“I know.” Miri recognized the paradox, and she and her mother laughed.
“What’s the joke?” Mr. Weiss asked from the doorway.
“Hi, Moishe,” Mrs. Weiss said. “It’s an HTBT joke.”
“Huh?”
“Forget it,” Mrs. Weiss said good-naturedly. “How are you feeling?”
Mr. Weiss rubbed his throat. “Not too good. I need something to drink.” He pulled out a chair and sat down heavily on it.
Mrs. Weiss gave him a compassionate look. “Would you like a hot or cold drink?”
“I don’t know.”
Miri and her mother burst out laughing.
“What?”
Mrs. Weiss covered her smile. “I’ll get you some juice like Miri. Maybe the cold liquid will ease the pain.”
“How’s your head?” Mr. Weiss asked Miri.
“Kills…. How about yours?”
“Hurts pretty bad. We must have caught the same bug.”
“I guess so.”
“You started to feel sick in school?”
“Yes. It hit me out of nowhere right in the middle of class.”
“The same thing happened to me at the office.”
Mrs. Weiss placed a cup of juice in front of her husband, then casually left the kitchen. No one saw the hopeful glint in her eyes.
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