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Who: Viveka ot Adi
Where: their home
When: mid August
Viveka hadn't been feeling particularly well - she assumed the August heat had been the cause of it. The kitchen particularly was sweltering, and the small windows didn't let in much breeze. She spent many afternoons sitting in the shade on the porch until the heat passed enough that the house became bearable again.
In the mornings lately, she'd felt sick upon waking, and had spent longer laying in bed than she would have normally. It was starting to worry her, but she hadn't wanted to trouble Adi with it. Doctors were expensive, and a military doctor might ask too many questions, look too closely. And a French doctor might not want to treat a German woman at all.
Today though, she didn't feel like getting out of bed at all, so she knew she would have to tell Adi. "Dear," she said when they woke in the morning. "I'm not feeling up to making breakfast today..."
Where: their home
When: mid August
Viveka hadn't been feeling particularly well - she assumed the August heat had been the cause of it. The kitchen particularly was sweltering, and the small windows didn't let in much breeze. She spent many afternoons sitting in the shade on the porch until the heat passed enough that the house became bearable again.
In the mornings lately, she'd felt sick upon waking, and had spent longer laying in bed than she would have normally. It was starting to worry her, but she hadn't wanted to trouble Adi with it. Doctors were expensive, and a military doctor might ask too many questions, look too closely. And a French doctor might not want to treat a German woman at all.
Today though, she didn't feel like getting out of bed at all, so she knew she would have to tell Adi. "Dear," she said when they woke in the morning. "I'm not feeling up to making breakfast today..."
worried