Jul 17
When the sunlight forces her eyes open, she sees her husband sitting in the chair across the room. He is reading a book, one he must've found in the living room.
Good morning, Alex.
Tabitha is still in her arms. She's more peaceful than Alex has ever seen her, even with the tears tracked down her face from the night before.
It's later than he would've liked to wake up, later than he usually would. Such a disappointment. Can't even do that for him.
... hi.
He struggles to sit up without jostling Tabi around. He manages after a minute, at the cost of keeping her left shoulder tensed. Ow.
