Since getting up after 1 a.m. I have chit chatted with:
David who was getting Ren a glass of water.
Then Torey and Ren who needed to go to the bathroom.
Later David again, looking for cold medicine.
Finally I thought I heard Christopher’s voice, but it was David who answered my motherly knock on the bathroom door. I staggered back surprised.
“Did you just blow your nose?”
“Yeah,” he mumbled.
“Oh, I thought it was Christopher talking.”
I’m going to bed.