When the alarm went off, neither of us moved to turn off the blaring sound. We stared at each other, gathering up the strength to leave the bed. Knowing that as soon as the alarm was silent, we had to get ready.
She sighed and curled against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her, wishing I could keep her there—that she didn’t have to go through what was coming.
The volume of the alarm grew to an almost deafening level, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I slapped down on the snooze button to shut it up.
Five more minutes.
I went back to my position of trying to pull her inside me. When time was up, we reluctantly separated and moved to get up.
A low pressure front had come through overnight, and we both groaned in pain. The first steps were rough—my leg didn’t want to move right. Anothe
