Thread:Abbykurle/@comment-33999335-20180520125803/@comment-33999335-20180607204741

Jim smiled and spoke. "He'll be fine, Abby. So long as Jettlyn attends to him, he should be fine."

Jet gave him a warning glance. "Wrong name!" She hissed under her breath. "Sorry, Jet."

Jettlyn sighed and quickly checked him. "Jim, go get some peaches. Or any fruit, please."

"What are you gonna do? tea?" Jim curiously asked. Jettlyn whirled and yowled "JUST GET IT!" She lowered her voice, "No, I'm not. It's an old cure."