To Close And I like It

Ross had been sleeping in a chair for over two weeks, and it had become his body's enemy. The wooden chair had no mercy. It didn't bend or give, and his poor back made him want to yell for many nights. But most nights, he only mildly grunted and closed his eyes. Ross got about three hours of sleep. Some nights, he dreamed of climbing into bed beside her, but he realized Tippa was still very sick and still could be very well contagious.

The required time for the virus to be gone is fourteen days. Once that happens he would be free to remove his mask. That will be a glorious day! Until then, he slept uncomfortably in a chair six feet away from her bedside with a mask on his face. Seeing that her health was gradually improving, Ross implemented taking her off most of the medicine. Her body was beginning to feel better, and she had more energy. But as for her mind and heart, she felt very confused and twisted up in a host of emotions.

"Tippa, guess what day it is?" Ross came into the bedro