Chris stretched and opened one eye and croaked out a question. "Did you bring the papers in yet?"

I didn't even bother to raise my head off the pillow. "Nope,"I replied as cheerfully as I could muster. It was almost noon but we didn't get in until close to 2 am and I'd been up three times with Bella since finally putting her to bed in the portable crib we'd somehow wrangled. Chris, of course, slept like a hibernating bear until now.

He let out a groan and after a minute, flipped over. I could hear him rustling around and it wasn't until that hoarse voice said, "Did you check 'em yet?" that I realized he was on the phone. Then it was time to try and guess who was on the other end of the line. Gordon and Wayne left on the bus last night, so unless he's calling them on the road and risking their wrath at being woken up, I decided I could cross them off the short list.

That left Griffin. The two of them have a short conversation and as soon as Chris hangs up the phone he lets out a groan and that brought my head off my pillow. "Not good?" I asked hesitantly.

There's silence.

I tried again. "What didn't they like?"

I stared at him until finally one blue eye opened a crack. "Oh they liked it fine," he answered then instead of telling me what the review actually said, he yawned. Then he asked me what time the flight home was.

Mr. Gaines is tired and would like a little more shut eye.

Too bad Mrs. Gaines has other morning pastimes in mind.