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~39-Not My Mother~

When I wake up, I'm warm...too warm. Anthony has his head on my shoulder, the demarcation I made out of couch pillows has been destroyed and the pillows now lay all around on the bed, some on the floor.

Anthony has his legs threaded through mine and his arm wrapped around my waist, his soft breathing fans my neck as he sleeps.

I've seen this in a movie once or twice. I should scream and push him off me but I can't. This isn't too uncomfortable, actually it's pretty comfortable.

I try real hard not to move, aware that if I do he'll wake up and I don't think he gets enough sleep.

Hazily, my mind wanders through the events of yesterday. It was really nice of Anthony to get my friends over just to make me happy.

Did Stella and Emily come all the way from Portland just for this? My brother was in town but I'm not sure about Chris and Crystal. Did everyone come rushing over just for me?

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