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No present opening until we’re all caffeinated
and awake.
I roll my eyes.
I’m not ten, Mom.
I have self-control.
Good night, Lyric, she says, ignoring me.
Ms. Viv, if you need
anything at all
just let us know.
The back room is all made up.
Alright, thank you, Mara,
Ms. Viv says.I am beat.
Time for me to turn in as well.
Lyric helps Ms. Viv to the spare room
gets her comfortable and then
she comes back out into the
living room with me.
Not tired yet?
I say.
Lyric shakes her head.
Not at all.
Without talking about it
we sit on the big couch
each claiming a side
our feet touching under the blankets.
So, are we watching another movie?
Lyric asks, her face lit
with soft, crimson flame flickers.
We can,
I start.
