"Aren't they too cute like that?"
"I am even jealous of it."
"Should we wake them up?"
"No idea. They look so peaceful..."
The conversation drifted in and out of my consciousness like a radio with poor reception. My body felt heavy, weighted down by the kind of deep sleep I hadn't experienced in long days.
I furrowed my brow, fighting against the pull of sleep, and slowly cracked open my groggy eyes. The first thing I saw was Christopher and Cindy standing there, both wearing identical grins that suggested they'd been watching us for far longer than was strictly necessary.
"Ha..." I started to speak, but my voice came out as more of a croak. I cleared my throat and tried again, blinking rapidly as my vision came into focus. The movement caused Sydney to shift slightly, a soft groan escaping her lips as her head remained nestled against my shoulder like she belonged there.
