The soldier handed her a thermometer and told her to put it under her tongue for two minutes. “Don’t remove it from under your tongue for any reason.” The look in his eyes was both deadly serious and disturbingly disinterested.
A man ahead of her in line had his thermometer removed and read, and he was pulled out of line and taken away. Someone whispered, “They’re gonna strip-search him for bites.”
Her heart was pounding. She always ran a little hot: her doctors always commented on it. How much was too much? What would get her turned away or shot?