Michael Boulerice - Author of The Adventures of KungFu Mike and the Magic Sunglasses
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Michael Boulerice - Author of The Adventures of KungFu Mike and the Magic Sunglasses
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AUTOPILOT

Around one in the morning, Jess started grunting and flailing around in bed. After a few minutes, she sat up, whipped the comforter off and attempted to crawl over my broken leg, which was elevated on a pile of pillows. Jess talks in her sleep often, but this was the first time I’d experienced her sleepwalking in the nearly six years we’ve been together.

Me: “Jesus Christ, what are you doing? Go around my leg.”

Jess: “I have to…I have to…I have to…”

Me: “You have to what? Can I help you with something?” I clicked my reading light on.

Jess: “I have to slice.”

Me: “You have to what?!”

Jess: “I have to slice.”

Hoping she was talking about the soda or a bad golf swing and not the result of a knife sinking into husband meat, I watched as she stumbled out of bed, walked out of the bedroom, flicked the light on in the guest bedroom and stood in the doorway for a good ten seconds, staring into some strange world separated from ours by the veil of sleep.

Me: “Do you need something in there, babe?”

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March 23, 2015by Mike
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Michael Albert Boulerice was born in Springfield, Massachusetts on June 16th, 1980. A few months after, he moved to coastal New Hampshire, where Michael has spent the bulk of his life living ever since.
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