And then there was Ben...XLIV (The Intruder)
It was a quiet evening. I was reclining on the couch, reading. Ben was also reclining, in the easy chair across the room, where he can snooze but also keep me in sight through half-closed lids. If you must know what I was reading, well, I was reading Sterne’s The Life and Opinions of Tristram... Sign in to see full entry.