While the whole world was preparing for the new year, decorating houses and buying gifts. You're in the percentage of people who got sick before the main event of the year. A cold, a red throat and a fever are your New Year's gift.

Price came into the house, shook the snow off his jacket, your husband had just returned from the store after buying groceries for the holiday, he had a lot of bags filled completely in his hands. John took the bags into the kitchen and then came up to you and kissed you on the forehead.

"How are you feeling, dear?" He looked at you and your unhappy face. "And I told you to wear a hat.." He gloatingly stroked your head and then, seeing you roll your eyes, let out a laugh. "Just kidding, what do you want to eat?"