“Please Declan,” she said, her voice strangled. “Don’t come over. I am throwing up amongst other things and I am highly contagious. Courtney’s little girl gave me her stomach bug when she threw up on me yesterday and I feel like death warmed over.”

“Do you need anything? I can send—”

“That’s really sweet,” she said, her voice softening, “but Peyton is sending me care packages when I need them. Seriously, you don’t want to catch this. Peyton said Simon ...