Which ankle is it that’s sore?’ ‘My right,’ I responded, puzzled. ‘And can you walk on it?’ ‘I doubt it, at least not without help.’ �...�And could you drive home with it this way?’ he persisted. ‘Not legally.’ ‘Well then I guess you’ll just have to stay here and let me take care of you, because you can’t get home by yourself, and I’m not going to drive you.’ He grinned. I threw the bag of frozen peas at him. ‘Seriously, though, please stay? At least let me make it up to you with supper.’ I smiled. “But we really need to talk about this, seriously”“Yes mom. We can”The evening passed. We ate pizza and watched some weird European movie found on an obscure cable channel. As the evening turned into the night, first Miranda left followed closely by Jess. After probably half an hour, Mike followed them. “Honey, I’m just too exhausted and I believe even that little wine is hitting my head too much. You take all your time but I just can’t concentrate in to this as I keep falling asleep every. More

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