"Thirsty?" Karen asked."Thirsty?" Karen asked. "Very. Alcohol does that." "Must be why I never drink," Carroll said. "Goodnight, kids. I'm off to bed." "Goodnight," I said in return. She waved as she left through the door and it shut behind her. I walked into the living room and sat on the floor. Despite all the furniture I have or could have, I prefer sitting on floors. Don't ask me why, because I don't understand it either. Karen walked over to me and said, "Are you okay?" "I will be." "Do you still feel uncomfortable?" "Very. But I want to be sober when we at least try. Because I do love you, and I do care for you. But right now I'm very drunk and very tired, and I'd just like to get some sleep. Would you like to join me?" "Would P'nyssa object?" "I doubt it; she likes company." "Even in bed? I mean, I may be only two years old, but I know enough to figure that getting into bed with one of your coimelin without an introduction is pretty rude." "Come on; you can keep her back from getting cold." She smiled and said, "Okay." I figured it would be; the bed's big enough to sleep a small army. Today's dawn was already a part of history when I came to consciousness. |