Diary of a Widower

Daily entries by a husband, who stayed behind with his two sons

My snoring helps him to sleep

MONDAY, September 13 – It was only quarter past five. He couldn’t get back to sleep and was standing there next to my bed. It had been quite a while.  I had no objection to moving over and making room for my younger son. Later he said he was getting a little old for this, but he was looking for an excuse. And he found one:  ‘I need the sound of your snoring to get to sleep.’

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