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copper penny taste was just overwhelming.  I
wondered when it would finally stop happening. 
        I combed the snarls out of my hair, and
changed out of the tank top I’d slept in. I put on a pink “Hello Kitty” tee and
found a mostly clean pair of jeans in the pile of clothes by my bathroom
door.  I really needed to catch up the laundry if I managed to get rid of my
dad.
         Finished getting dressed, I
gathered Jasmine up off my bed and took her downstairs for breakfast.  She
dug every claw she had into my shoulder and glared at me with poisonous green
eyes.  Jazz kitty wasn’t a morning person.  She would sweeten up once
she got some soft food mixed into her kibble, but she always woke up in a mean
mood.
         The smell of bacon and eggs brought
my dad downstairs a little while later.
         “Good morning, Izzy.  Are you
feeling better?” He took a sip of coffee from the mug I handed him and glanced
over at me with worried eyes.  I thought he would drop the mug, but he
recovered in time.  “Isabel, you look… healthy.”
         I squirmed in the seat I’d taken at
the kitchen table.  “Well, you know, make up can do wonders.  Especially
good concealer.”  My cheeks began to burn so I started picking at my plate
of food.  I hated lying to my dad, but better to tell him a little white
lie to make him feel better, than tell him the freaky truth and get hauled back
to the hospital for a battery of tests
         He was still staring at me when I
chanced a glance back up at him.  It was obvious he didn’t believe a word
I’d said.  It was also obvious that he had no better explanation, and
couldn’t prove anything.
         “Izzy, you shouldn’t even be out of
bed yet, much less up cooking.  Which reminds me, are you sure you should
be eating that?”  He stabbed an accusing fork towards my plate.
         Nope, I thought, probably not
supposed to be eating this stuff. Probably should still be in the hospital, in
fact. I tore off a bite of bacon and chewed happily.
         “You heard the doctor, Dad. 
She said I was healing remarkably fast and that I should do as much as I feel
like as long as I don’t overdo it.”  I stabbed my fork into my extra
cheesy eggs.  “I felt like bacon and eggs.”
         That was no lie.  I felt like
I was about to starve to death.  If I died I would die happy; with bacon
on my breath. 
         He shook his head and took another
sip of coffee.  His eyes were troubled.  “I don’t know, Izzy. That doctor
seemed really distracted.  Maybe she was tired or something, but she
seemed to be running on auto pilot.  I think she discharged you way too
soon.”
         “I feel great, Dad. Really
great.”  I got up to refill his coffee.  “Think you’ll go into work
today?”
         He arched an eyebrow at me. 
“I had planned on staying home with you today.”  He was giving me the
parental stink eye.  If I wasn’t careful I’d end up with a full-time
babysitter.
         I forced a smile as I poked at my eggs.
“That’s cool.  Gwen’s coming over in a little while.  We are gonna
have a chick flick movie marathon. I think Gwen’s bringing a bunch of Julia
Roberts’ movies over.  You can even pick the first one, if you
want.”  By the look of horror that washed over my dad’s face at the
mention of chick flicks, I knew I’d won.  He wouldn’t hang around for that
kind of torture.
         “Well, maybe I’d better go into
work before Claude manages to get half the kitchen staff to quit.  Just
for a couple of hours, then I will be home.”  Claude was the restaurant’s
head chef.  He was also a complete jerk, but the guy had mad skills in the
kitchen.  It really was probably a good idea to go in to check on
him.  Left in charge of everything, Claude would go quite mad with power.
         “I promise I will keep the house
phone close, in case you call.”  My cell phone was still missing