Chapter 102

“Uncle Steve?” Rick asked as he climbed into bed with him. He had forgotten that he had told Rick that he could sleep with him. He sure wasn't in the mood to answer a million questions tonight.

“Yes?” He answered, hoping his tone deterred Rick from pursuing whatever line of interrogation he was about to begin.

“Are you fighting with Mrs King?” He asked

“Why?” Steven asked, even though it would have been obvious to anyone with how curt he had been all evening.

“She looked like she was sick. Like someone had punched her in the stomach. And you’ve been making scary sounds too.” Rick plowed on.

“Turn out the lights, buddy. I need to sleep.” Steven said.

“Okay.” Rick conceded as he turned out the lights and brought the covers to his chin. He said nothing for so long, Steven sighed in relief. As he felt himself drifting to sleep, he heard Rick say,

“Uncle Steve?”

He ignored him, hoping Rick would take that as a sign to mean he was asleep and let him be.

“Uncle Steve?”

Arghh.

“What do you wa