13 months

Last night I’d gone to bed feeling horribly ill when MrAB called me from downstairs.

After months of ignoring one another, then months of vying for the chair by the fire we actually have a truce and they are sharing.

She was on there first and he got onto the arm, all the time carefully pretending she wasn’t there.

Gradually, he did that sneaky thing where he moves a fraction at a time (because that doesn’t count) and eventually they ended up sharing.

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