Anya smiled. It was good to hear that Mom and Dad were doing okay. Not that Dad would tell her if they weren't. She had so many concerns when they got back together and for once she was glad to be proven wrong.
"I'm glad," she said. "I worry about you two."
"Oh I know how deeply you can sleep. I used to crawl into bed with you in the middle of the night when I was little and you wouldn't even so much as stir."
"How's my company doing?"
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