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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Red (10/01/09)

TITLE: Swine Flu
By Laury Hubrich


I tremble. Sweat slides off my hair and down my shirt. My stomach flips and Iím queasy. The symptoms clear; I ponder my choices. Maybe I should drive back home, but Iím already so close to work. I shake my head. I begin to lose all reasoning and thought processes.

I turn on the windshield wipers only to realize itís my eyes watering. I should stop and call 911 but I canít. Iím doomed. Worst case scenarios fly through my head at amazing speeds.

I admit it. Iím an addict - truly. The search online was long and hard but when I discovered it, I knew it was Ďtheí one. I coerced my husband to stop by the store. I walked right to the display case and staked my claim. My eyes delighted at the crisp, clean white and I practically swooned at the sporty red border. Victory was mine when told only one left Ė surely a sign from God. My husband, poor guy, didnít really buy my Ďsign from Godí case but soon gave in to my wiling and conniving. I felt a tiny bit bad about that, but honestly, he didnít stand a chance.

I make it to work, barely. Co-workers can tell somethingís wrong. I walk into the bathroom and stare at my reflection. My eyes look sickly. If I blow my nose and feign a sneeze or two, Iíll get kicked out for sure. We donít get our swine flu vaccines until next week. It just might work. But what if I really do get the swine flu before then? Iím a mess. I need an intervention.

I reach deep into my pockets but find nothing but an old tissue and lint. To Ďphone a friendí is no option. Panic washes over me. Passersby pass me by Ė at a wide berth. Maybe it is swine flu. Maybe thatís what made me forget my cell phone. Maybe, just maybeÖ

My eyes light up. My husband could bring it to me, but then reality settles back in place. No way on earth would he go home, find my phone, drive into town, park, walk into the building, and pass security, just to feed my need. No. Even in my sick, weakened state I was able to come to that conclusion.

Iím positive by now, my friends think Iíve died. I havenít sent one text since I woke up late. My body begins to shake. I attempt to do some work but instead I have to sit on my hands to quiet them. Itís then I make the decision.

I haul my middle-aged body up off my chair to go see my boss. She doesnít let me within five feet of her. Word sure spreads quickly. Iím sent home with her blessing, but first she hands me a twenty to pay the co-pay for a doctorís visit. I must really look sick. I feel a twinge of guilt as I reach out to grab the money.

I slowly and sickly make my way out the door; sweater and bag drag behind me. My act must be Emmy-Award-Winning. I turn around just in time to see the secretary follow me with anti-germ spray in hand.

Each mile I get closer to home, my heart grows lighter. I make it without incident. Almost before I come to a complete stop, I run to the porch, open the door, trip over the dog, give him a quick pat, and race to my room. I stop and admire the object of my affection as it perches daintily on the table. The sun shines down on it, making a rosy sparkle. Reverently, I pick it up and lovingly press it against my flushed face. The cool plastic gives me chills. My heart flutters. My flu-like symptoms disappear. Loyal to the core, it has been recording messages all morning. I shamelessly admit to my addiction and promise myself I will get help Ė tomorrow. For now, I plop onto my bed and catch up on missed texts and voicemails. Before I know it, I fall asleep, the phone firmly grasped in my hand.

I feel a drop of water slip down my cheek. I open my eyes and see my husband hovering. Sweat beads his brow and his eyes are glassy. It must be the flu. I jump out of bed and grab his arm. ďWeíre going to the doctor.Ē

He looks at me like Iím crazy and asks, ďHoney, where did you put the remote?Ē

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Betty Castleberry10/08/09
This is adorable. I love the humor.

I'm not sure where the topic is in it, but it's probably just me. Sometimes I'm a little slow on the uptake.

Thank you for this delightful read.
Yvonne Blake 10/09/09
You've got it bad!!!
love the ending..smile
Sara Harricharan 10/09/09
ROFL...what a hoot. I clicked on swine flu because that' the scare going 'round school right now. luckily no one I know has it, but I thought this was cute.

The ending was hilarious though-poor guy...his remote and her phone...heehee. Good job! loved it. I needed a laugh today and this was great for it. ^_^
Dolores Stohler10/14/09
I read this because I've just got over the swine flu. It took me 2 weeks and I didn't think my head would ever feel the same again. I have to say my expierience was a bit different from yours.
Colin Swann10/14/09
I had to search hard for topic qualifiers but I think I found a few.
Red eyes - red warning sign - I presume red mobile (rosy sparkle).
I enjoyed the hide and seek!
Nice to read something different. Thanks.
Joshua Janoski10/14/09
At first the story seemed very serious, but as it went on I started finding a lot more humor scattered throughout. I agree that the topic doesn't smack you in the face when you read it, but I do see the relation to "red" and sickness. I personally liked it a lot. :)
Pamela Kliewer10/14/09
Oh... this is delightfully funny!
Brenda Shipman 10/14/09
Oh my goodness! Clever, quirky, hilarious and...gulp, convicting (only for me it would be the computer!) What a delightful read!
harvestgal Ndaguba10/17/09
I enjoyed this. I got such a good laugh when I came to the end of it. Thanks for sharing.