Hungry? Is that why your all worked up?"
He grunts.
"I'll make lunch." She turns to go, only stopped by him
"No! I don't want to eat!"
"Mac and cheese? Your favorite!"
"Is not! Take me back!"
She sighs. "You are going to trigger your asthma. Sleep. Rest now, Navy later. Okay?"
"I'm not a little kid! I don't need naps!"
"Shh shh shh. Rest."
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Down the Roads of Heaven
RandomA collection of short stories of any genere and such.
