Bed

Lying awake in the dark. They stared at each other, trying to find things to say. He rolled over, facing away. For what seemed like ages she watched the back of his head. The telling rhythm of sleep was clear even from the back. She turned over now too. Her eyes trying to focus on anything in the dark room. A near moonless night, there was only the vague glow of streetlights through the blinds. Shifting, she felt as lonely as she thought she would alone at home. Closed her eyes, waiting for sleep, waiting for the comfort of dreams.


Note: Fifth in the series. Likely just one more to follow.