Amelia and William were watching their fourth movie and had been awake all night. They had eaten all the cookies and were sitting together on the sofa. Amelia was leaning on his shoulder, half dozing. Blueberry had eaten two bananas and half a cookie and was stretched across both their laps on his back, snoring as he slept.
Amelia stirred and rubbed her face against Will's shoulder. She inhaled his scent deeply and sighed as she exhaled. She looked up to see him smiling at her.
"I think I am beginning to understand my parents a little more," she said as she sat up and turned to face him.
"What do you mean?" William asked as he tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"My parents are always holding and touching each other. I can't even begin to count the times I have watched them inh
