Talking in Her Sleep

The other night, I stayed up working on my novel outline. After that didn’t go as well as hoped I made my way to bed. I grabbed the tap light my wife had left for me in the hall and made my way to bed as quiet as can be.

"You might think I’m asleep, but I’m not." I looked over at my wife, and she hadn’t moved at all, except for her lips.

"Why aren’t you asleep?"

"I can’t breathe through my nose. It’s all stuffed up."

I thought for a moment. "Do you want me to get you a Breathe Right Strip?"

It was silent for a moment and I assumed she had fallen back to sleep. "No. I have to get up soon anyway."

"Honey, it’s 1:30 in the morning." She never get’s up before 7:30, and that’s a rarity.

"Exactly."

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