Wrong Guess

She woke me just a little when she got back into bed, but woke me up more when she blew her nose with a little puff. My eyelid split open enough to watch her tuck the tissue into her waistband against her thigh, collect the covers in her fists, pull them up to her shoulder, and lay back down as she said something I didn’t catch. So I guessed (wrongly, as I found out the next morning) and said, “love you too.”