Bedtime

I was reading after I got into bed last night. Bedtime is the only regular reading time in my life right now. Sometimes, it only lasts for a few minutes, and other times, it can go for more than an hour. And then there are the nights when I could just keep on reading well past the time when I can get a reasonable number of hours of sleep. Carl will often chide me for staying up to late. Guaranteeing a tired tomorrow.

The latter is usually near the end of a book. Last night, I almost succumbed to that temptation. I am reading The Wager. The story starts with a group of characters all together, and near the conclusion, a small number are coming back together after having splintered into three groups during the course of the story. Who’s tale will be accepted is the crux of the ending.

But I decided to hold off on finishing the book. Probably only until tonight.

As I was getting ready to turn off the light I glanced past the foot of the bed …

Carl’s eyes. Watching.

2 Responses to “Bedtime”

  1. Margaret Says:

    I’ve read Killers of the Flower Moon but not this one. The eyes–yikes!

    • raincharm Says:

      I also have read Killers, and don’t usually think about the two books together. The eyes are on a t-shirt with a caricature. The folding was strictly by accident.

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