CindyChapter 3 The End of the Day and Off to Sleep
After going over to the refrigerator, looking inside and getting us a couple of cokes, I asked her if she would mind if I ordered pizza rather than cooking something. She opened her drink, took a small drink as if thinking about it and said, "You don't have to go to the trouble of ordering pizza. I'm used to going to bed hungry, it doesn't bother me anymore." That set me back on my heels, but I quickly replied, "Well it bothers me." As I rubbed the slight padding around my middle, I...