(April’s POV)
I don’t know why but I was tired. I mean, I’d been asleep for a few hours, at least. So why am I so tired? “I think she’s awake again.” I heard my Dad say and slowly smiled even before opening my eyes. “No. I’m still asleep and you’re just dreaming that I’m awake.”
My Dad chuckled. He had a similar sense of humor so his laughter made sense. So did his next comment. “You’re sleeping but I’m the one dreaming, huh? So what happens when the tickle monster arrives and there’s no one around to stop him?”
The next thing I knew he was running his fingers over my sides, tickling me without mercy. Of course I began to laugh and squirm around, pushing his hands away only for them to return a second later.
“Ahhh! Okay! Okay! I’m awake! I’m awake!” We both laughed and he slowly mov
