Chapter 5
The heat was unbearable. Milo pushed the blankets to his waist and ran his arm over his perspiring forehead. The room was dark, the drapes drawn, and he felt as though he were suffocating. He jumped when the door creaked and opened. He clamped his eyes shut and waited. Footsteps. Soft, measured footsteps. He cracked open one eye and saw Robert creep into the room wearing nothing but a nightshirt. His heart pounded so loud he was sure it would give him away. Robert went to the window, pushed back the drapes, and opened both windows to allow a rush of cool night air into the room. Milo’s heart contracted at the kindness. Robert then walked over to the bed and pulled down the blankets, very gently, to the bottom of the bed leaving him covered with just a light sheet. Milo’s breathi
