I’m not ready to face the light.
I didn’t like the look of the numbers, so I called it a night shortly before nine.
Herself had already toddled off to read something that wasn’t election results. I did likewise, clicked off the bedside lamp, and went to sleep.
But not for long.
Around 1:40 my eyes popped open and I could feel the boss shifting about.
“You sleeping?” I sez to her I sez.
“Off and on,” she sez to me she sez.
“Do we have to check?” I axed.
“Yes,” she replied.
So we did.
How we were able to get back to sleep after that I have no idea. Yet we did.
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