Marla sighed as she settled into the chair by her window. It was a bit late for her to be up, but she couldn't sleep. Harvey had her thinking. It wasn't that she liked him. He was a crazy old man! well....It was just that....she sure didn't hate him. And being alone scared her. It was why she'd had that breakdown. If she'd had someone to come home to, someone to share her problems with, someone to comfort her..just someone to love. That would make it so much easier to deal with those monsters they'd given her down in the dungeon.
harvey had been so sweet. He'd taken her to a nice restaurant and tried hard to make jokes and cheer her up. He'd gotten her to laugh, depressed as she had been. Back at school, it had been weird without him there. She thought about him all day. But they went out the next Friday, and that night, Harvey had just dropped her off from their third dinner. She sighed once again and decided to work on lesson plans and grade quizzes for Monday. But still, her mind wandered back to Harvey......