“You’re ok?”
“Yes, mom.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes, mom, can I go to bed now?”
“How do your old pajamas fit? Are they snug? Too loose?”
“Mom, please. The pajamas fit fine, I am fine. I am also tired. please let me get some sleep.”
With that Bobby climbed up on the top bunk and made himself comfortable.
“Maybe you should sleep on the bottom bunk tonight?” Joan asked.
“Mom!”
“Ok, ok. Goodnight. Sleep well.”
Joan and Theresa adjourned to their separate rooms. Joan did not sleep very well that night. Theresa didn’t either. Joan was worried that Bobby might be getting sick. Theresa was worried about something else entirely. Either way Bobby’s accident had changed the mood of the reunion visit.
