That night, I went to Olivia’s and we ordered pizza and watched television together. My life had gone from depressing to downright pathetic. I should have been out on the town having drinks and hooking up, but instead I was sprawled on Olivia’s sofa watching a Godzilla movie marathon. Olivia had gone to her bedroom about a half hour earlier to feed Courtney and put her to sleep. Since she hadn’t returned, I figured she must have drifted off herself. Not that I could blame her. There wasn’t much worth staying awake for.
I turned the television off and went back to her bedroom to tell her I was going home. As I suspected, she’d fallen asleep in her rocking chair with Courtney at her breast. Courtney was also down for the count. I gently took the baby from Olivia’s arms and placed her in her
