Victoria heard the sounds of retching coming from inside the bathroom. "Cathryn, are you okay?" she asked.

"I'm fine, mom. Just give me a minute." Cathryn was kneeling over the toilet, her hands clawed around the toilet seat as she choked and gagged. Cathryn rested her forehead against the arm that she'd braced on the toilet seat. She leaned over the toilet again, gagging, and then fell limply against the wall. The nausea was fading bit by bit.

Cathryn got up and splashed some ...