that night when michael goes off to work, i sit down beside ashton on the couch. he has the covers wrapped around him again with only his head visible, looking over at the tv.
"ash," my voice interrupts the comfortable silence between us.
"yeah?" he replies without looking at me.
"i'm glad i met you," i say, "and michael, too,"
"i'm glad i met you, too," i look over and see him grinning. wow, that's the first time i've ever seen him fully smile. he should smile more. a strange feeling tingles in my body, but i brush it off. i feel a strong urge to hug him to seal up the moment, but i remain in my position, watching the television screen.
