Renee Jennings was so exhausted she could barely keep her eyes open. Yawning, she sat up and turned to see Rhea Dempsey asleep on the sofa. The cats and dogs were also sprawled out, fast asleep, and even the slider turtle was snoozing peacefully.
A smile touched her lips. She took out her phone, snapped a picture, and tiptoed to the sofa. Gently, she tapped Rhea's arm. "Mom."
"Hmm?" Rhea blearily opened her eyes and looked at her. "What is it?"
The furry little ones nearby heard the sound, but they were too sleepy. They opened their eyes for a moment before drifting off again.
Renee whispered, "Go sleep in your room."
Hearing this, Rhea paused for a few seconds, blinked, and sat up. Her voice was nasal as she asked, "Are you done with your work?"
"I am," Renee nodded.
Rhea yawned and stood up. "Then you should get to bed."
Renee reached out to steady her and asked casually, "Do you want to sleep in my room? So you don't wake Dad up."
