I'll Take the Sofa

The weekend was supposed to be simple: my cabin, my buddies, and nothing to do.

Someone is already there. My best friend's daughter has been sleeping in my bed and has unpacked as though the place were hers.

I walk in while she is still in my shower, and she is no longer the girl I remember.

She is gorgeous, and all she needs is a little time away.

I am not going to make her leave. If that puts me on the sofa, so be it.