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Bryan lay in bed, very sick, with a thermometer extending from his mouth and a cool, wet rag resting on his forehead. The curtains were drawn shut, but because they were thin, sunlight still streamed into the room. Bryan's eyes ached from the glare. His mother was running a humidifier in the room, causing the air to be thick and wet. Bryan was sure this air was much harder to breathe than normal air, but his mom insisted. She had rubbed mentholated gel under his nose and on his chest, and the vapors made him nauseous. I can't take it, Bryan thought to himself. I'm going to have to do something!
Bryan's mother walked into the room and withdrew the thermometer from his mouth. "How are you feeling?" she asked.
"Better," Bryan replied, trying to smile. "Think I'll be ready to go to school after lunch!"
--Based on information in the selection, the reader can tell that the story takes place during this time of the day
What is in the morning