The View from the Top by Rachel Lacey

Author:Rachel Lacey [Lacey, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rachel Lacey
Published: 2024-09-03T00:00:00+00:00

Oh no. No no no… The word scrolled on repeat in Diana’s brain as her alarm went off on Monday morning. She swallowed, whimpering at the sharp pain in her throat. Her nose was congested. There was a deep ache in her bones and a shivery sensitivity on her skin that suggested a fever.

She didn’t have time to be sick. For fuck’s sake. She’d felt a little achy and rundown as she was getting ready for bed last night but had hoped she would sleep it off…not that she’d slept well enough to give her immune system a fighting chance.

Groaning, Diana slid out of bed and wrapped herself in her warmest robe. She did what she could to freshen herself up in the bathroom and then shuffled toward the kitchen. Her joints hurt. Her head hurt. Her throat hurt. She hated being sick, dammit. She’d never had the time or patience to take a sick day, but she couldn’t go to the inn like this. She was probably contagious, not to mention she felt like absolute shit.

Speaking of contagious…

She rummaged through the pantry until she came up with the box of Covid tests she always kept handy. Holding back a sneeze, she swabbed her nose and started the test, then looked around for anything she had on hand that might help with her symptoms. The owner of the rental cabin had left her an assortment of teas, which might feel good on her sore throat. And she had ibuprofen, which would help with her fever.

Beyond that, she was screwed. She already knew that food and grocery delivery services were nonexistent here in rural Vermont, since she’d tried to coordinate deliveries for herself to help with her busy schedule. Now, she’d have to either suck it up and manage with what she had on hand or rally the energy to go out later. Hopefully she could at least schedule curbside pickup.

She eyed the bag of apples on the counter. It was practically the only food she had in the house, and well, maybe that saying about an apple a day keeping the doctor away had some merit. Right now, she wasn’t the least bit hungry, though.

She hovered near the kitchen counter until the test revealed a negative result, and then she exhaled with relief. Not Covid. This was probably just a nasty cold, then, but she’d take another test later to be sure. It seemed a bit early in the year for the flu, but maybe flu season started earlier this far north.

Carter had left yesterday afternoon, but they’d spent most of the weekend together. She should check in with him and ask if he was sick too. Hopefully she hadn’t given him whatever she had. Ugh. She rubbed a hand over her aching forehead. Every inch of her hurt, from her scalp to her toes. She really, really hated being sick.

Worse, she’d likely brought this on herself. She’d been running around Vermont for almost a month with her anxiety levels sky-high and barely sleeping.

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