Perchance to dream
Yesterday evening, we went out to Coral Ridge Mall after Denny finished work to do a few errands. It’s a 15-20 minute drive, and Miles was seeming a bit groggy. I looked into the back seat to check on him, and he had his eyes closed and his head slumped over.
A: Miles? Are you asleep or just pretending to be asleep?
M:Â (without moving a bit or opening his eyes) Asleep.
