Dani yawned and stretched as the ending credits rolled up the screen at the end of the movie. It wasn’t that she was tired, more that she had been sitting still for too long. She looked over to find Mark curled up on the floor, sound asleep. It looked like the cute looking creature who turned evil when wet didn’t scare him. Some how she wasn’t surprised. She stretched her bare foot across the empty space on the sofa that separated them and nudged Zach to point out their son.
“Does he do that often?” Zach’s voice was barely more than a whisper.
Dani nodded. “I have to carry him to bed as often as not.” She started to stand.
“No, let me.” Zach stood and went to where Mark lay curled in his favorite blanket. He knelt and scooped the boy up with an ease that Dani hadn’t been able to manage
