Childhood Memories

In the West, we too often forget that children having their own bedrooms is not the norm is much of the world. In today’s episode of #Apokalypze, Kate sleeps in the same bed with another human being for the first time since she was a little girl. She can almost hear her Babushka singing to her.

Even in our countries, either by choice (co-sleeping) or economic necessity, families sometimes sleep together. I slept in the same bed as my Nanny (great-grandmother) until I went away to college. I used to lie awake listening to her snore. If she went too long without breathing, I’d poke her gently. Until Alan got his c-pap machine, I did the same thing.

It’s funny the things we remember from our childhoods. And even more so how they affect the people we become.

None of it made sense. Men like Zane Rogers didn’t even look at women like her. Not then, not even now. She knew he was right. She had spent all those years wanting to lose the extra pounds, but honestly, her body then had been healthier and looked better.

“The pizza is here,” he stood in the doorway. His arms crossed over that spectacular chest like he was studying her, trying to solve some puzzle. Maybe he was. Hadn’t that been what she was doing?

“I’m not hungry,” but her stomach made her a liar with its rumble.

“I didn’t ask if you were hungry. It’s my responsibility now to see that you ate and sleep properly.”

“I’m not a child….”

“No, you’re the woman I’ve loved since the moment you ran into me. The mother of my children. But obviously, you need a keeper. Look at you, Kate.”

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