A few hours ago I went to see my friend at their house and she looks okay now. She was a little bit sick yesterday and I was worried about her. When I got there she was busy cooking while her son busy playing on the computer, and beside him was a road-runner bag. He is playing on the band at his school and he always carried the bag with his instruments. I was happy to see my friend Margie and I am always worried about her. I hope she would not get sick again.