Still Mr. Parker's pov.
I turned the heat on and went to cook some breakfast for me and Zoe.
I think I'm going to cook some eggs, bacon, and some toast for us.
Zoe's pov.
I woke up to an empty bed cuddled up with my stuffed animal "skip" and my eyes where hard to get open 'cause I cried myself to sleep.
I got up and went to the bathroom, did my business, and looked in the mirror.
My face had tear streams and I was getting sick so that didn't help, and my nose was stopped up.
I washed my face and got cleaned up, and to the kitchen to eat some breakfast.
I walked into the kitchen and sat on the bar stool and laid my head down because it was hurting like crazy, Mr. Parker saw me and said "good morning" and I looked up and what came out like a moan was supposed to be "good morning" "are you getting sick?" He asked "I think" I say and lift my head up, only to be hit with a wave of pain from a growing head ache, so I put my head back down on the cold bar.
Mr. Parker comes over and puts his hand on my forehead "your a little warm, I'll get the thermometer and some Tylenol" he says and goes to a cabinet.
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