The Exchange Student, part 1
I discover the perk of hosting a Foreign Exchange Student
The alarm buzzer invaded my head and I slapped at it until it stopped. Opening one eye, I saw the bright Red numbers: 5:00 a.m. Time to get up, and more important, time to get my wife Melanie up. I reached across the bed, snuggling up behind her, my morning wood poking her in the back. "Hey sleepyhead. " I whispered, "Time to get up. You have a long day ahead." She mumbled, "Don' wanna get up. I jus' got back to sleep." "...