I gave Nell Chickenpox when I was in grade 7 and she was in grade 8. We had sleepovers, watched tv, and her dad bought us a huge tub of Cold Rock ice cream (with many mix ins). It was great. We have since compared Chickenpox scars! I understand if she never forgives me, but I’ll always be fond of those memories and grateful to her dad. 🍦

Nell commissioned this drawing for her dad’s partner, Michelle.