anything in my life.
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Adley
Tildy did eat most of her mac and cheese so, true to my word,
we did the board games. We did the ice cream, and then I
turned on a movie. I took the big chair and Steph and Tildy
took the couch. I think they were both asleep within the first
twenty minutes of the movie.
I click the movie off and debate about going for a
blanket. I’m pretty sure that upright for Steph and in a tight
little ball for Tildy isn’t a very comfortable or healthy way to
pass out for the night. I debate waking them up or carrying
Tildy to my bed, but I don’t do that either. Instead, I just watch
them.
They’re beautiful. Even in strange sleeping positions.
Even with Tildy’s mouth gaping open. Even though Steph
would probably be really embarrassed if she knew I was
watching.
I watch them for so long because I’m a little bit scared
that this evening wasn’t real. It was such a great evening. Just
like the other night with Steph. Just like every single time I’ve
been with her. I have fun. I feel good. I can just be myself.
Yes, I fight that, but it’s there. All that goodness. That’s why
it’s so scary. The more memories you build, the more real
something becomes.
I nearly leap out of my chair when my phone goes off
on the armrest. I have it turned down, but the sound still scares
me. It doesn’t wake up Steph or Tildy. I glance at the text from
Mandy.
She says that she’s feeling better and she’d like to