11

She yawned, and he could see she was getting tired. Spending the day doing nothing but being relaxed and sated was difficult work for some. He then pushed her to a stand and then stood up himself. He had managed to keep her warm and comfortable since dinner. Now it was her turn to do the same for him. He lifted her up in his arms, and she grabbed hold of his neck. “Still don’t like to be picked up, honey?” he laughed.

“No. “she said as she clung to him.

“I never understood why.” He said as she walked to the bedroom.

“When you’re the smallest in the group, and you've been picked up somehow, you are going to get thrown.” She said, and he laughed. “It was never the picked up part that bothered me. It was the throwing me like I was a weapon that did.”

“Well, I promise to never throw you.” He said as he