The kids got the week off next week, god knows why, and I been so damn tired. Alex laughs at something in the paper, then brings the sports section over and drops it on Grant's lap with a grin. Grant glances down, and snorts, shaking his head. I'll see what I can do. Alex looks up from the paper again.
Grant hangs up and collapses against the back of the couch.
I don't know, but you look beat. Alex gathers the comics and brings them over. Cheer you up. Grant doesn't move. I ever do's right.