1. Short Story - Caring for Octavia
... She dribbled too and her chest was always damp. She resisted for some time but in the end she caught a cold. I did not know what to do with her, as I hated going to the doctor. I had thought I would be finished with doctors at her birth, though I subsequently discovered there was ... this.' Then, with sudden illumination, she said, 'Anyway, look how flushed she is! Why don't you take her temperature?' Astounded, I stared at her, for truly the thought of doing such a thing had never crossed my mind. Looking back, after months with the thermometer as necessary as a spoon or a saucep...
- Word Count: 738
- Approx Pages: 3
- Grade Level: High School