Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Illness

I must have finally passed out on the couch, despite the hacking cough which is the reason I came out here to sleep in the first place.

When she realizes I'm not in bed she comes out to find me.

"Well," I say, "I knew you had to work tomorrow, so I figured you'd sleep better without me hacking away all night."

"Pookie, I don't care, just come to bed."

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