#Chapter397

Step into Christmas, part two

The next morning my parents thought it would be a fantastic idea to lecture to me about the previous night. Do you know what it’s like to listen to parents talk about sex when you’re not awake and in desperate need of coffee? Hell, my brain can’t even function, let alone understand what they were saying. Finally, I said, “Sure, no problem.” Then I fell over sideways on their bed, falling back to sleep.

“Hell, it’s like talking to a brick wall with him,” Dad groaned.

“You can’t blame him for falling asleep. It is five in the morning,” Mom said to Dad. Then...