THE ALARM DOESN'T go off that cold morning of December. And it's not an accident, she decided not to set it the previous night for she isn't planning on going to the bakery this weekend, the reason why she gave Beth a called last night to let her know, and that way they won't be waiting for her. As usual, Beth told her it's okay and invited her to her house to eat some pumpkin spice muffins later in the noon. And that's just how she wakes up at nine twenty in the morning with the sheets wrapped tightly around her body because of the chilly weather and all the rain going on outside. It's sort of pleasant to wake up to the sound of the rain. Soothing, even. Such comfort is what makes it hard for her to get out of bed and after a full ten minutes of debating with herself; she gets up, heading
