Michael said when he saw Adam ambling down the stairs, still in his pjs, rubbing his eyes. Rags trotted along beside him. “Ready for breakfast?” “Yeah,” he said with a wide yawn. “Hey, didn’t you sleep well last night? You still seem sleepy.” “Well,” the barely nine-year-old said as he reached the ground floor and walked toward his father, “Rags woke me up and I wasn’t through sleeping.” “Did he want to play or what?” “Yeah, I guess. He was scratching me and pulling off my covers.” “Scratching you?” Michael asked. “No,” he said with a laugh, “scratching my covers off of me like this.” The boy made clawing motions in the air while scrunching up his face. Michael laughed. “Did he make a face like that, too?” Adam looked over at Rags and then at Michael.
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