A sick day

"Achoo—Choo!" 

Eve sniffled, using her handkerchief on her nose. She stood in front of the kitchen stove, watching the water boiling in the vessel.

"You didn't get the water out of your hair after getting out of the river," Lady Aubrey entered the kitchen, lightly scolding Eve. "Do you have a headache?" She asked in concern. 

"It is bearable," replied Eve, and she widened her eyes before it turned small. "I will feel better after drinking the tea."

"Here, let me do it," Lady Aubrey offered, taking Eve's place in front of the stove while Eve packed her lunch box. "I wonder what's taking Eugene this long today, he should have been back by now."