I have a horrible headache past two days. I don’t usually have a headache. (or any ache) I put myself on a heated neck shawl thing. Heat in the microwave thing. I’ve wrapped it round my neck. Just as I write this, I’m breathing better. Perhaps it’s a spring allergy thang 😦
I just went to check on you and to tuck you tighter into bed.
“Wake me up when you come to bed,” you say.
“I will,” I whisper against your sweet cheek.
“How is your headache?” you ask. You’re groggy. Semi-sleeping.
“Better,” I say. My lips brush against your forehead. Then, you are sleeping.
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