“Spence,” I said softly.

            “Yeah,” she said turning to face me.

            “We’ll talk tomorrow,” I said. “Is that ok?”

            “That’s fine,” she said with a soft smile.

            Both of us changed and laid down in bed. It usually didn’t bother me that she was laying right next to me, but tonight was different. It scared the hell out of me that she was laying with me in my bed. I scooted over as far as I could, hoping she wouldn’t notice. The very edge of the bed is not a comfortable spot to sleep. It would just have to work.

            I was sleeping for a while when I decided to roll over…the wrong way. Thud.

            “Oww,” I said sitting on the floor. “That hurt like a bitch.”

            Spencer stirred and sat up. “Ash?” she said crawling over and seeing me on the floor. “What happened?”

            “I fell,” I said.

            “Are you ok?” she asked.

            “Yeah,” I said standing up. I sat down next to her. “It hurt at first but I’m fine.”

            “Are you sure?” she asked.

            “Yeah,” I smiled. ‘She is so cute when she is concerned.’

            “How did you fall?” she asked.

            “I was too close to the edge and I guess I’m not used to sleeping that close to the edge and I rolled over and met the floor,” I said.

            She laughed. “I don’t bite, ya know?” she said. “You know you don’t have to sleep on the edge of the bed.”

            “I know that, Spence,” I said. I looked over at the clock. “Wow, it’s 6:30. I thought I was asleep longer than that.”

            “I don’t know about you,” Spencer said, “but I’m awake now.”

            “Yeah me too,” I said. “I have an awesome idea.”

            “What?” she asked.

            “How about breakfast and Saturday morning cartoons?” I asked.

            “Ash,” she laughed, “how old are you?”

            “Hey,” I said playfully hitting her on the arm. “So what do you say? Breakfast and cartoons?”

            “Sure,” she laughed.

            “I’ll get started on breakfast.” I get up and walk to the door. I turn around. “By the way, I’m this many,” I say holding up three fingers.