Chapter 17

About two month later it was the November. I woke up at three am, to someone shaking me.

"Daddy"

"huh?" I mummlbed into my pillow.

"Daddy" She said crying

"huh, sweetie what wrong?" I asked sitting up in my bed

"i don't feel good."

"what hurts"

"my tummy, and my head, and i'm cold."

"let me see your he- whoo" she throe up on the floor.

"Okay sweetie come with me." I picked her up and took her to the bathroom, I cleaned off her face, I felt her head.

"Ali you do feel warm."

"I don't feel good"

"Does anyting else hurts another then your tummy and head."

"i'm cool, and i'm tired."

"Okay" I picked her back up and laid her in my bed, and clean, up the floor, and puy a bucket next to the bed. I got in on the other side of the bed.

"Ali if you feel like your going to throw up wake me up, Okay."

"Okay" she said half a sleep.

She up all night tossed and turned, and I didn't get that much sleep.

The nexy morning I was getting ready to leave on a plane to go to new york.

Knock at the door, I open the door.

"hey, Vero"

"hey"

"Sorry, but I didn't get a chance to call you, Ali sick, she's sleeping right now."

"It's Okay"

"Daddy"

"She was" I went upstairs

"hey sweetie how you feeling?"

"Sick"

"yeah"

"well Vero here and I got to getgoing"

"where you going?"

"I got to catch a plane, i have a game tomorrow."

"no"

"what?"

"I don't want you to go" she started to cry

"Ali I got to go"

"Daddy no" she cried,and hugged my waist

"honey"

"no Daddy" she yelled "Don't go" she cried

"Alison"

She cried into my waist. I looked at Vero who walked into the room

"V I think i'm going stay home."

"are you sure?"

"yeah"

"Okay"

I called everybody that I had to call.

The nest nihgt me and Ali were sitting on the couch, Alison was lying her head on my lap. she was feeling better but her stomcah was still hurting her. The game was starting,

Today a game day stach is Sidney Crosby. He could not make the flight last night, once we found out wnyting we will you. she the guy on tv.

A few mintures later my phine rand


"hello"

"hey why aren't you playing?" Dad asked

"Ali sick and she won't let me leave, and i can't leave her like this."

"how is she"

"better"

"good" he said "well i'm going to watch this game"

"yeah me too. bye."

"bye."