He Smashed it
Despite her prodding, you keep quiet. ''Don't you have to go to work in the morning? Why are you up? Is anything wrong?' Something's not right. But that's not the problem. You're touched by her concern, staying up with you for almost 30 minutes. She asked how long you've been up. ''Not too long'' It's a lie. You've been up since she slept hours ago. Each time you almost drift into dream land, you're jolted back violently. It's unfair, you feel. If it was snoring, you could have managed. You still had the ear plugs you bought for the last one. The last one was a horn, a siren. Like shards of glass tearing through flesh at high velocity, her snoring tore through sleep no matter how thick. The earplugs soon almost lost its potency but thank God for wisdom. She agreed that he should sleep before her every night to ease the assault and supplement the earplugs. He thought that was the worst one he'd ever m
