Maybe he needed to make a call.
I was lying on the bed in the guest room doing a crossword puzzle on my phone while Miles and Denny played on the floor.
M:Â (crawling onto the bed) I want to snuggle you.
A: (surreptitiously sticking the phone under the covers, pleased that Miles was more interested in me than in the alphabet games he plays on my phone) Oh, that’s a great idea. I love your snuggles.
M:Â Where the phone?
