Tristan vol. 3 written 2014-2015
By Asa Montreaux, pen name Andrew James Though I wondered a little shallowly, if it wasn’t because both of them were so taken with her looks. Whatever the case, she was helping me feel calm too, and I could almost start to feel a little sleepiness. I wondered where Agnes was, and if I should call her. We were leaving so early. Maybe under different circumstances. I felt like I might see her soon. Do you want to try sleeping now? Sure, we certainly aren’t going to leave the room right now. We turned the lights off. I felt warmer yet under the covers. She slept in a compact little ball. At first I lay on my back, and then fell unto my side, and eventually, we did fall asleep. Though, I awoke at five in the morning. And I lay there for a while. Our alarm was at quarter ‘till six. It suddenly occurred to me that Paige had been lying in this position. I got up, and I took a shower. The shampoo’s felt sticky in my hair. there was body wash that I used as the water fell on me in a light setti...