He had gotten used to this. He had grown to like this, but he knew it would end. All the things like this have to come to end.
He wished Denver was here. Or he could call him, but there was something quite and serene about how he was laid. Her head in his chest she was fast asleep. He was calm enough to keep his chest from moving.
He didn’t know when she’d reach out just that she was almost there.
