I am not a morning person. Gideon knows this but tries to talk to me before 10 a.m. anyway, so I normally don't feel bad about snapping at him until much later in the day when I've had two or a hundred cups of coffee. This morning was a bit different, because it was my birthday.
When we woke up, I got up to go to the bathroom but Gideon stopped me.
Gideon: Wait, I want to tell you something.
Me: But I have to pee!
Gideon: It won't take long.
Me: Pee!
Gideon: Fine, happy birthday! I love you!
Me: Can I go pee now?
Gideon: Yes.
Me: Thanks.
He really is the luckiest man in the world. Or in Eureka Springs. Or maybe just in our apartment. Yes, the luckiest man in our apartment.
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