Martika Has a Burning Fever

martika has a burning fever yet she still smiles when i read NEVER TEASE A WEASEL no heat blasting a/c not an option now i just watch her sleep and pray that she will get better i do not remember when i fell asleep all of a sudden there is a tug on my shirt she asks me sweetly and softly if she could have the last cinnamon biscuit and some orange juice i take her temperature first and see that God has answered my prayers i rejoice at the blessed assurance and thank Him for today being saturday i ask martika how she is feeling today she simply says 'hot. could you please turn on a fan or something?' i shake my head and chuckle wondering if she is holding out on me for the sake of being spoiled a little bit more before monday nevertheless, sunday i have some plans for miss martika until then, i just play along and head to the kitchen to fulfill miss lady's request