Today, your son Peter, who's 4 years old was feeling ill. He had a fever and he always hated feeling sick and not being able to run all around like he usually did. So he was being very clingy with you. Fortunately, it was Saturday, so you were home, but you still had work to do. Amelia, your 16 years old daughter was upstairs, and Antonio, your husband, was in the living room, watching tv. You were sitting at your desk, that was in the corner of the living room. You were working on your computer, going through your files. Peter was sitting on your lap, facing you. You could feel his burning breath against your neck, as he was seeking comfort, clinging your shirt with his small hands.