"Boy, it's midnight. And he hasn't come home yet," Sharon thought. She curled up on the sofa and listened to the tick-tock. It was a silent night. She couldn't help thinking about Nathan, his greeting, and his breath. Sharon changed her position and made herself cozy. Drowsiness came, and she fell asleep soon. When Nathan arrived home, she was in the dream. He entered the room and saw her on the sofa. She grabbed the TV remote, and the TV was playing. Nathan walked to her, scooped her up, and placed her on the bed. Nathan was always gentle dealing with her, but she woke up anyway. Sharon opened her eyes and thought it was a dream. "You are late." "Yeah, as I said." She opened her eyes wide and saw his cold face. Then she kept silent and fell asleep again. When Nathan finished bath

