Sipping at his own drink Tom watched her set her glass down then partially snuggle into the corner of the chair. He saw her struggle with her eyelids as they grew heavy and tried to close.

"I don't know what's . . ." she yawned again, "up, but I'm feeling really tired."

"Maybe you should take a quick, ten minute nap," Tom suggested after reflexively yawning himself.

"Yea, maybe . . ." she snuggled deeper into the chair's corner, her head leaning into it and resting as her eyes slowly closed.

Within moments her breathing was light and steady.

"Oh god," Tom sighed with a mixture of relief and conscience....