Well, at least she didn't drop the carton or spill milk everywhere. Cathair moved across the kitchen to where she was. "You might want to sit down until the spots stop flashing," he apologized. "You didn't wake me. Mother Nature did and then I checked on the girls and next thing I knew I was tired at all. I didn't want to wake Becky, so I came in here for a glass of water and maybe to sit and read a bit." If he could find his bloody reading glasses, that was.
He got himself a glass of water and a glass for her milk before he joined her at the table. "Let me guess," he began. "First night in a strange house and you couldn't sleep, or you just finally wore the boy out?"