Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

She was well-aware of Melon’s energetic sleep routine.

But Rodney simply shrugged it off.

“Let him. A little company wouldn’t hurt.”

Seeing the bond, Ariana just nodded. With a happy Melon in tow, Rodney headed upstairs.

Up in the vast bedroom on the third floor, Melon, wearing his pajamas, snuggled in a cozy chair. Rodney, next to him, tried reading from a storybook, but the print gave his eyes trouble.

this, Melon said, “How about I

book, spun a vivid tale, adding his own twist with hilarious voices for each

thoughts drifted to memories of his own son

heart resurfaced;

then moved to the neighboring sitting room, looking through dusty photo albums. Flipping through, he found a picture of his son, so young,

showed a Little boy, eerily similar

in, holding a sweater for Rodney. Catching the wetness in his eyes,

Melon look just like my

closely, Judy nodded, a shiver

a strong likeness. I guess there’s something universal