Redtail Rise Poverty with security is better than plenty in the midst of fear

Eventually, slowly, his muscles uncoiled, coming around to the idea of her as his figurative roommate. Carrion watched as the weight of his situation settled uncomfortably upon his shoulders – she, the grandma to his hideously itchy Christmas sweater – and blinked at him appreciatively once he had settled down.

You snore, she accused him, implying that it was not fair he got to snore when she couldn’t. But she was being facetious and quickly moved on, showing no intention of going back to sleep despite her very comfortable position. Do you have good dreams or bad dreams?