Amy's Anecdotes, Part 2

Amy was always so tenderhearted.

We shared a bedroom for a short period of time when I was maybe 4 or 5 years old, upstairs in the attic room of our Laurel Drive house. I remember one night being very sick, and I asked her if I could get into bed with her. She said yes. While laying there, I threw up on my side of her bed. She continued to let me sleep with her, she just told me to scoot over a little closer to her so I wouldn't be laying on the vomit.

Now that's love.