She laughs. “Worried that the three bears might come home and see that you’ve climbed in their bed, Goldilocks?”
I flush, embarrassed that she thinks I’m young and afraid. With all the confidence I can muster, I settle into the armchair. Something sharp pokes my spine but I ignore it and lean back. If she’s comfortable here, so am I.
I flipped through the pages and settled on…. page 184!