V2 ch235 (Get Well Soon)
The drive home was rather quiet. Dad asked me if I wanted anything to eat for lunch, but I wasn't feeling it. My body ached to the point where it was comparable to baseball training. I just wanted to lay down. When we got home, no one was there to greet us. It was completely quiet.
"They probably went out for lunch." Dad said. "Let's set you up in the living room so you can watch tv and rest."
I nodded.
Dad went up to my room and got my pillow and comforter. He then helped me lay down, put the blanket on me, and turned the tv on. "Any special requests?"
"Is there a baseball game on?" I asked, feeling a little drowsy from the pain. It didn't help that Dad tucked me in. I feel like it really is bed time.
"I'm sure there's an east coast game I can find." He told me, flipping through the channels. He settled on the Atlanta Braves playing the New York Mets. He placed the remote near me on the armrest. "I'll be in the office if you need anything."