Becky’s eyes fluttered open, her vision momentarily blurred before focusing on the vivid sight of Lucy’s face hovering mere inches away. Startled, she jolted backward, her heart thudding against her chest in an unsteady rhythm. “Lucy! What the... how did you end up in my room?”
Becky squeezed her eyes shut, hoping to shake off the disorienting sensation, but even through her closed eyelids, she could hear Lucy’s mischievous chuckle, laced with warmth and amusement. Then the woman’s warm voice, filled with humor, reached her ears.
“Open your eyes, child. You are not in your room.”
Intrigued by Lucy’s words, confusion replaced her initial alarm. Becky cautiously reopened her eyes, and in that moment, she realized the truth. She wasn’t nestled in the cozy embrace of her own bedroom upstair
