Andy couldn’t shrug his strange suspicion. He called his girlfriend while he sat on the edge of his bed, his hand still resting on a place where someone had been nesting.

He called her and put her on speaker phone, he still had to find his badge: “Carrie, wanna hear something really weird, I think Drew is sleeping in my bed!”

What!? He’s crawling in bed with you? Andy, has he, you know…oh my God, did you wake up with him with his… oh Drew, I’m so sorry, what should we do?

“No, not while I’m in it! I mean, while I’m at work. I think he moves from his bed to mine. I just came back for my I.D. badge. When I sat on the bed, it was warm, like someone just got up.”

Is he there?

“No, he must’ve just left, maybe he went into work early. I hardly see him, me working first shift, him second.”

Andy, Drew doesn’t work today. Maybe he went out for coffee. Are you going to ask him to move out?

Hiding in dust and squeaking springs, Andy silently wept as he watched his brother’s feet pace back and forth…