Another story from the e-book: Love and Other Cures of the Common Cold. Find more of the writer’s works here.
“Are you still here?”
He tapped her lightly on the shoulders. She did not wake. So he tapped harder again. She did not budge. Now he turned her over her side, she talked incoherently from her sleep. He thought that would be enough to get her up so he went to adjoining room and fetched his pair of running shoes. Changed into shorts and a light shirt. She still lay there, the bed sheet half covering her nakedness.
He muttered a cuss under his breath. Continue reading