Chapter 8: SaraMiraculously, the next morning Sara felt rejuvenated and not a bit queasy, despite the odor of food emanating from the kitchen. The aromas of cinnamon and coffee were not unpleasant, thank God. It was very considerate of Shannon to let her sleep and even to be making breakfast after how she’d acted the previous night. Hopefully they could start fresh today.
“Good morning!” Shannon was already dressed and bustling around the kitchen, her voice booming in the small room. Ah, but she had real plates on the counter today. Things were looking up.
“Good morning. I’m terribly sorry about last night. I must have failed to mention…”
“Think nothing of it. I’m sorry I was so insensitive. I was just so excited to see you that I, well, didn’t make allowances for your apparent inabilit
