Thoughts Over BreakfastAngela Stride woke from her deep sleep to hear the unmistakeable sound of her brother coughing. His bedroom was next door to hers and she always kept his door open at night so that she'd be able hear him if he called out to her. The sunlight breaking through the c***k in her curtains told her it was already daylight outside, and that at least Mikey had slept through the night. One of his problems was that, minus one leg, the prosthetic one being removed at night for comfort, and with his blindness to contend with, he often had difficulty turning over in bed, having fallen out on numerous occasions in the past and thus an in-built self-preservation instinct often left him lying in one position on his side for too long and his lungs became congested, leading to the cou
