Chapter 15
Wake Up
“No way a Bali could Weathermancy this storm away?”
Nymid
Sebastian was poking me. He bounced on the bed, then giggled as he tried to worm his finger into my ear.
“Stop it.”
“Get up, Dad. Mommy made breakfast.”
I put the pillow over my head. “Then go eat and let me sleep, you little monster.”
Sebastian slid his head under the pillow and pushed his face against mine. His breath was hot and smelled like syrup. “I already ate,” he whispered. “Mommy made Folgers for you.”
“Just call it coffee, son.”
“You have to drink it. I don’t want you to turn into a bear.”
“A bear?”
“Mommy says you turn into a bear if you don’t drink coffee.”
“Too late,” I mumbled. “I’m already a bear and I’m trying to hibernate, so go away and let me sleep.”
Sebastian straddled my back and
