Part One

When I awoke, I could hear John's voice in the living room. He was muttering gently, with his back to me as I crept up behind him. Over his shoulder, I could see that it was Delilah he crooned to.
"It's okay baby. I'll have you feeling better in no time," he murmured as he stroked her with a gentleness I barely remembered.
"John?"
His brow furrowed.
"John!" I said louder.
He glanced over his shoulder with glazed eyes, then returned his attention to Delilah.
"Ahhh!" I screamed.
He looked directly at me then, surprised to see me standing over him.
"Oh, it's you. C'mere. I think Delilah is sick. Look!"
I looked but saw nothing unusual.
"No, look!" John said, pulling my face in closer.
Now I could see only a slight discoloration.
"I think she needs some of those special vitamins that worked so well last time she was sick. Do you remember where you go them? It has to be from the same place."
"Of course I remember, but I don't have time for that John. I promised mother I'd take her grocery shopping this morning."
"Your mother can wait! Delilah is sick. This could be an emergency."
I groaned silently and headed to the backyard to find a shovel. Delilah's special nutrients could only be found five feet under ground.

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