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2024-10-29 19:42:56The next time I woke, I was confused. I couldn't remember where I was until Candy shifted in her sleep, snuggling closer with a slight murmur. I frowned, wondering why I had woken up. Surely it wasn't morning yet?
My body told me that it was. It was the oddest feeling... I'd slept through an entire night with no nightmares. None that I could recall... I seemed to recall something about a purple dragon racing a unicorn, but that was probably because I'd told the kids a story about a dragon the night before.
I'd been careful not to move too much, but even slight movements jostled her awake. She looked at me with a soft smile, kissing me gently. "Good morning."
I returned her kiss. "Good morning. Sleep well?"
"Better than I have in a long time," she said, holding me tightly
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