Jan 29, 2020
5 min read
My Sister and I Have Different Opinions About Flu Shots
Which one of us is right?
My father and I were on opposite sides of the room, but we were united in our misery. He lay sprawled in a recliner and I huddled on the couch while my mother bustled between us, dispensing medicine and soup.
We had been laid low by the flu, and we thought we were going to die. My mother, on the other…
