“Mom, I am going up,” I said once the sunlight had gone and day was turning into night.
“My offer from yesterday still stands. You can stay here anytime honey.” My mom tried to stop me, but I still felt like I would be bothering them. My father might come home and then he would have to sleep on their sofa. After almost twenty years in that jail, I couldn’t possibly let him sleep on a sofa. On top of that, the sofa was small and as an Elf he was pretty tall.
“I know Mom, but I would really feel bad taking Dad’s place in your bed. Your sofa isn’t comfortable enough to sleep on.” I told her with a laugh. She looked at the sofa and had to admit that I was right. It was a nice place to sit, but it was really too short for my father to sleep on.
“I will tell him to get another one and also
