"Foster, are you up?" I was pretty sure Foster was ignoring me. I could hear him snoring, but it sounded kind of fake. "Fos," I repeated. "Are you up?""I am now," came the somewhat disgruntled reply. "What?"Then he sat up and looked at me. "Hey," he said, puzzled. "How did we get in the guest …
Nana's Whimsical World 