I woke up with a huge headache, thirsty and hungry. My eyelids were heavy, and the morning sunlight was giving me a migraine, as I tried to open my eyes.
"You're awake," I heard Pops' voice. "Finally."
"Wah…" was the only thing I was able to say, my voice raspy.
But I was understood, because I was helped to sit, and felt a straw in my mouth, and started swallowing the cold, fresh water, my dry throat getting some much-needed moisture.
Once I felt I had enough water, I released the straw, and blinked, finally able to open my eyes fully. My head responded with sharp pain.
"You have us all worried," Pops said. "The kids didn't want to go to sleep."
As if to confirm his words, the door burst open, and Leila came in first, followed by her brothers.
"Aunt Amy!" she screamed when she saw m
