Alex

It’s the end of Summer, the Autumn air slowly feeling in at night. The tent we’re in is small, just enough room for two twin air beds in the tent. A light rainy drizzle comes down, making the air even cooler. I blink awake as I hear you whimpering your sleep. I sit up and look over at you and see you shivering. You’re cold. We don’t have extra blankets and I’m not about to give you mine. But maybe… I sigh and push my bed next to yours, and cuddle up to you, keeping you warm…