Chapter12

#Chapter12

Sunday Funday

The four of us passed out on the floor from staying up all night. The six younger kids were returning at some point this evening with Hunter.

As I slept, I felt something poke me in the leg. That made my eyes pop open, and I popped up to see Drew still asleep. Oh, god, please don’t let this be what it is. I moved my hand down under the blanket and felt around until I felt the hardness. My expression changed from surprise to concern. Why was it plastic?

I grabbed it and pulled my hand up to find the remote control in it. I let go of a deep breath. I stared at it, thanking God that it wasn’t something else.

/"Is there something on your mind?/" A sleepy voice asked.

I looked over to see Drew looking at me.

/"Uh, no, the remote was poking me a bit,/" I said, holding the plastic item up at him.

He raised an eyebrow and propped himself up, facing me, /"Are you sure that’s all that was poking you?/"