When the alarm went off, Stephen, sleeping, said, "Oh, sorry."
Which somehow made me think the alarm wasn't supposed to have gone off.
So I hit the switch and went back to sleep.
Until he touched me light on the shoulder and woke me back up with a voice the same soft as the touch. So he could go back to sleep and I could get up and into the shower.
What day is it?
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