Chapter 3
Next morning, Mio wakes me up again, this time by hopping on top of my back and flopping down on his side. I sleep on my stomach and the sheet covers only my ass and legs, so Mio’s fur rubs against my naked skin. He lies at the small of my back, and I like feeling his slight weight on top me.
“Good morning, little one,” I rasp, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. “Is this going to be a habit, then?”
I look out the window. It’s light outside but the sun is absent, hidden behind a thick layer of depressing gray clouds that look ready to deposit their watery load any second. That means no garden work for me. I’d finished cleaning the house yesterday and had planned on tackling the meadow-formerly-known-as-lawn today. But I have time. I have the entire week off from The Little Herba
