[Poggio]

He woke with a strange sense of dejavu, and though the night was nothing but kisses and soft words he strangely felt tired. It felt odd that he was not in his usual spot above Zosa and the boys fingers were tangled in his hair. Hey lay staring around the small space, trying not to wake Zosa as he felt the weight on his finger and came to realization of what it meant to be a husband.