Milo's POV
The Next day in the bathroom
Meg was throwng up. It was 5am. "Mii!" she cryed, her head in the toilet. Blaaaaah! The vomit rolled out. I gagged. I was patting Meg's back, trying toput her hair in a ponytail. Then after 15 more minutes in the bathroom, I took her to theguest bedroom so that she wouldn't get me sick, and put on the TV for her. Then I brought her a bucket to puke in. I put a cold rag on her forehead and left her room, closing the door. I went to our bedroom and sprayed it down with Lysol and changed the bed sheets.