Dee Dee almost never woke up before her husband, so she was shocked when she opened her eyes to find him very much asleep. Mandark, known by his colleagues as Dr. Mark Astronominov, was the picture of exhaustion: his head leaned lazily to one side and his shiny black hair was a crown of chaos. Dee Dee couldn’t help but smile a bit- even though Mandark had cultivated an image of intelligence and sophistication in his waking life, he looked almost boyish in sleep. She wasn’t surprised that he was so tired. He had spent most of the previous night typing up the results of some of his research and worrying about his rapidly falling stocks.
Dee Dee glanced at the digital clock on the nightstand. The numbers read 8:30. On a normal day, the couple would be rushing out the door to go to work- Mandark to Huber University’s physics lab and Dee Dee to her dance studio. Today was different. It was Saturday and they both had a day off. If they really wanted to, they cou