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...n nodded and walked into the kitchen. Moments later he handed Gwen a glass of the water. Gwen looked at Ben, “Ben, can you drink some of this? Just a little?” Ben leant back slightly and let Gwen give him water. He was too weak to hold the glass, he was shaking and sweating an looked like he was ready to puke again. After five painful sips, Ben pushed the glass away and groaned in pain.
Max reached down and touched his forehead. Ben leaned into the touch, that cool, cool touch. Max shook his head, “He doesn’t have a fever. I don’t know what’s wrong with him.” Gwen ruffled Ben’s hair and was disgusted as sweat shook off and drenched her hand.
“Grandpa… I think we should take him to that lake I found. He might feel better. He’s sweating up a storm.” Max couldn’t understand why the boy was sweating when he wasn’t hot at all.
Max looked at his Granddaughter, “That’s a good idea, Gwen.” he looked at Ben who was panting and glaring at him, “Can you walk, Ben?” The boy stood, slowly, but he got there. He walked carefully around Gwen and then stopped next to Max. Max looked at the boy and realized he was about to fall over. Max scooped the boy into his arms and tucked Ben back into his bed. He turned on a fan and slid an ice pack into the bed with him.
Gwen waited for her grandpa to leave before she climbed up and sat next Ben. She slowly stroked his hair, like he...