And now its’s my turn!
I grabbed the cushion and took over. Notice how i’m stretching as far as I can.
Well Ophelia’s not exactly tiny. She’s got her queen-sized self right next to me. She’s not sleeping. She’s waiting for me to make a move so she can move back in.
Alas, she’ll win. Soon my mom will say, “Gracie, time for a walk.” Then I’ll hop off the couch and my spot will be gone…till next time.
My mom says it’s like waiting to grab your spot at the local coffee house. Sometimes you get the window table. Sometimes you don’t. No sympathy from her.