I slowly opened my eyes, feeling very well slept. I can't remember the last time I slept so well. I look down and see two very large arms wrapped around me and I remember everything from yesterday. Carl’s funeral, telling Hannah what it was like to grow up there. The oven, Robbie showing up, all the information from last night, and falling asleep on top of Oliver. It all makes my head spin. Oh-and today is my birthday. I wish the world around me would just slow down a little.
As I started to stretch and move around, Oliver's arms flexed around me. “Good morning, beautiful, Happy birthday.” He said, his voice groggy with sleep.
“Good morning.” I greeted him, as I turned around to face him. “How was your sleep?” I asked, as I rubbed my eyes before looking up towards his sleepy face. He’s
