DevBoost

     Trine sat almost motionless during breakfast on the day Kjell intended to go to the WU meeting. She stared at her spoon but had not touched her breakfast. With his keen powers of observation, he soon gathered that she wasn’t feeling well.   “Hey, is everything okay?” he asked gently.   She made a small groaning noise from the back of her throat. “I just feel a bit nauseated,” she muttered. “It’s a side effect of the medication; it happens sometimes.”   “Oh no,” Kjell said, rising from his seat to go hug her. “Is there anything I can – ”   “Don’t touch me! I just said I don’t feel good!” she snapped at him as he leaned closer to her, and he took a step backwards as if he’d just been burned.   She then looked up at him with watery eyes. “You think I’m perfect, but this is what I am. And it will never go away.” A single tear slid down her face.   He sat back down so that they were closer to eye level with one another. “It’s okay, Trine. Everyone gets sick,” he stated.   “Your