You just left class. Headed back to your room. Missing the kids. Missing the grumpy bear of a man you love. On your way up the elevator you imagine if he was with you now. Holding your hand, arm wrapped around you, pulling you close. The doors open and you let out a sigh. If only. With dinner in hand you walk into your room, set your things down on the desk , and head to the closet area to remove the monkey suit. Slipping off piece by piece, you feel unsettled. Is someone behind you? You turn and gasp. It’s Will. “What are you doing here? How’d you get in?” Questions just race out in confusion. I put my hand over your mouth to silence you and motion for upsies. You jump into my arms and squeeze. Your face nuzzled right into my neck. I whisper… “all answers in due time, but for now lie down on the bed.”