Around 3am, I woke up. It was pitch black and silent. I never wake up in the middle of the night (no big deal). Maybe it was the train? Or maybe it was the two mugs of vanilla chocolate chunk ice cream I ate before going to bed.
I was still half asleep and my eyes were closed. I felt Nicole roll onto her stomach next to me. I reach over, to gently rub her back, and was startled to feel a giant mole. Holy shit, what?? There was no mole on her back yesterday. Can moles grow this fast? Is this a hospital kind of mole or a regular normal kind of mole? I felt the mole again and gently wiggled it back and forth. Wow, this is a fairly large mole as far as moles go. My god, 2020 has been bad and now we have an attacking, rapidly growing, potentially cancerous mole. Are most moles cancerous? Most moles are not cancerous, right?
Thinking about cancer jolted me out of my half sleep state. I felt my heart flutter with worry. I opened my eyes but still could not see anything. Nicole can not get cancer. I turned, leaned over blindly, and again gently inspected the mole with my fingertips, ensuring not to wake Nicole. Should I wake her up to tell her? My forearm was resting across her back and then, Wait…what? Why does her back have these….oh god, Chris.
Jesus, Chris, you are so dumb. This is not her back…
I am so glad you are all much much smarter than I am and know what a nipple feels like!!
Thank you so much for reading my work. I feel so grateful for everybody taking the time to read this each week. Really means the world! Love you and happy Friday!
LFG baby!
