she was under the covers , and had fallen asleep with her glasses on and book in hand . i 'd been there once or twice , but it was never a point of meeting for us . when emma finally came out of the bedroom , the spoon completely missed my mouth , smearing milk along my chin . theres not going to be any more . the woman said nothing but continued to wave him closer . it must have felt good because goose bumps rose on her arms . 