Page 31 of Snowed in With My Small Town Billionaire

Millie came into the living room and looked at Sawyer. “What’s wrong? Gwen asked me for Gatorade and said her brother was sick.”

“He has a fever. I’d say at least a hundred and two. He threw up.”

“I can make him some peppermint tea.”

Sawyer nodded. “That sounds perfect.”

“Can I add a little honey to it?”

“Yes.”

They put the cool cloths on Brent’s head and wrists. Oliver came in with an acetaminophen to help decrease the fever.

“Hopefully, he can hold it down,” Gwen said.

Audrey, who was standing behind Sawyer, wrung her hands together. “Is he going to be okay?”

“I think so. He was hypothermic, so I’m not surprised that he’s sick. Hopefully, we’ll get it taken care of soon.”

Jerome stormed into the room. “What’s going on here?”

“Brent is sick,” Audrey said, worriedly.

“And of course, Sawyer is going to save the day.”

“Dad, he’s a doctor. What is wrong with you?”

Jerome growled and went back into his bedroom.

Gwen growled in the back of her throat. She had all she could take of her father’s rotten behavior. She looked at her mother and shook her head.

“There is something wrong with him. His behavior is ridiculous and bordering on fanatical.”

Audrey threw up her hands in defeat. “I know, but there’s nothing we can do. We’re all stuck here.”

Gwen grinned. “Do you think that Oliver has some duct tape we can use? We’ll just tape Dad to a chair, cover his mouth, and shove him in the closet. We’ll let him out to eat and potty and put him back.”

“That’s terrible,” Audrey said, laughing.

“It’s an idea.”

Gwen burst out laughing when Oliver handed her a roll of duct tape. Even Brent managed a chuckle.

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Lucas and Sawyer watched as Gwen tried to get Brent to take another sip of the peppermint tea.

“What do you think it is?” Lucas asked.

Sawyer shook his head. “It’s hard to tell. The hypothermia might have simply messed with his digestive system. He might have the flu or bronchitis. I’m hoping it’s one of those things.”

“As opposed to pneumonia,” Lucas said.

Sawyer ran his fingers through his hair and nodded. “All we can do is try to keep his temperature down and make sure he stays hydrated.”

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