Embrace

Helga G. Pataki was not a cuddles. She fell asleep on her own side of the bed every night and woke up on that same side every morning. The apartment she shared with her husband was drafty, to say the least, and as such, she barely shared her blankets, let alone body heat.

When her husband informed her, after a year or so of marriage, that she did indeed curl up against him every night, only to abandon him as soon as the sun rose, Helga merely scoffed at him and finished her breakfast.

It wasn't until a few months later, when work took Arnold out of town for an entire weekend, that Helga had to admit that her husband was telling the truth.

She awoke on that Saturday morning, her arms and legs wrapped securely around Arnold's pillow, and lying on his side of the bed.

She immediately thought of abandoning her stance, but instead, feel back asleep, enveloped by the lingering scent of her husband.


A/N: Boo. I uploaded Day Three on Day Two. And neither of them are that great. Sorry, frands.

-PO