7
ANNA
I stretched as I started to wake up. My stomach rolled. Ooh. That wasn’t good. I slowed my movements and evaluated how I felt.
Stomach flipped. Head throbbed. I heard voices, soft ones. The boys must be up.
A door closed quietly, then there was silence. Joey getting in the shower. Good. He was taking care of himself. Which meant I could rest a few more minutes before I had to start making breakfast and let my stomach settle from…whatever.
I drifted back to sleep and prayed the pounding in my head stopped. I was in and out of sleep for a little while. The bathroom door opened again, then the bedroom door closed. I needed to get up soon. It didn’t matter how upset my stomach was or why my head was pounding. I had to take care of my boys.
I inhaled deep and…stopped. I smelled…bre
