As the days went by Charlotte's condition was getting worse. She could barely walk and she kept throwing up everything she ate. She lay on the ground and everyone was around her trying to make her better.
Rose was the only one with any medical skills. Although they were very minor it did help a little. She put her hand over Charlotte's head and it was very hot.
"She getting a temperature," said Rose. "Get something to cool her down."
Gemma went to the lake and got her handkerchief. She put it into the cold water and then she went back and put the handkerchief on Charlotte's head.
Her husband James was extremely worried about his over sized wife. He didn't want her to die.
"Is she going to be alright?" asked James.
"I don't know," replied Rose. "I don't know what's wrong with her."
"Then find out damnit!" There was a pause of silence for a moment. "Sorry about that I'm just really worried about her."
"Then don't worry. We'll take care of her and she'll be better in no time." Rose then looked at her James. "James can you take him somewhere more relaxing?"