Once the electronic screaming stopped, she stood, blinking, for a couple moments, then went to start coffee and wake Mark. She put on her uniform and pulled her hair up out of the way while the coffee brewed, and Mark got dressed.
“Cheerios or Wheaties?” she asked as she headed back to the kitchen.
“Cheerios,” Mark called back.
Dani poured his cereal but left it dry in the bowl as she moved on to pour a travel mug full of coffee, adding a liberal amount of sugar. Mark came in, shoes in hand.
“Milk this morning?”
“Not today.” He wrinkled his nose as he plopped onto a kitchen chair and put on his shoes. He took bites of his cereal in between. Dani started to tell him he should finish with his shoes then wash his hands before eating but stopped herself. A few germs were good for him. The
