Yaya sleeps fitfully, dreaming that she is making hot chicken soup for her pals, Just Joany and Wordy. Flu is not a fun place to live and she tries to remember that she is not the only one suffering. Feverish and out of sorts, she reaches for the chocolate pudding to flavor the chicken soup. Something tells her this is wrong, but she can’t seem to figure out why. Chocolate is always in season, she tells herself.
Still dreaming, she thinks she is carrying two huge pots of soup, one to Wordy and one to Joany, across the yard. Suddenly, she is awakened by the sound of her name being called. She looks around and realizes that she has been dreaming.
Dismissing the sound as part of the dream, she rolls over to go back to sleep. Must get plenty of rest if she wants to get well. Again, she hears her name and gets up to investigate. Outside, she sees Joany, lying in the snow and hurries to rescue her.
Joany tells Yaya about Wordy’s plight and the two of them work together to scoop up the blob that is their friend, Wordy. It is not easy. Finally, three personalities manage to work their way back into Yaya’s house to sit in front of the fire and hope that none of them gets sicker as a result of their middle-of-the-night escapade.
Meanwhile, hubby-buddy sleeps on, struggling with his own flu symptoms. Poor hubby-buddy.
Stay well and keep a hug on.