October left the room for a few minutes, and by the time he came back the temptation of sleep was threatening to take me under. Keeping my eyelids open for longer than a couple seconds was a small feat. As long as he didn’t kick me out of his bed come morning, I’d be sleeping in until noon. “Eat this for me.” He held out a PB&J in front of my face. “I’m too tired. You eat it.” “Two bites. That’s it.” I grabbed the sandwich and took one normal sized bite of the peanut butter and jelly sandwich, chewing slowly. It was so delicious—grape jelly, my favorite. Arguably the best meal I’d had in
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