Marcy’s POV
I only had three hours of sleep before Tristan came barging into my room at six a.m. The six-hour time difference was annoying, and made me miss the magic we used to make the time zone appear to be the same. But I wasn’t going to complain, I did this to myself.
“Come on Mommy, we have to get ready for vacation!” He yelled as he jumped on the bed trying to wake me.
“Five more minutes,” I whined as I pulled the cover over my head.
“No, Mommy. You can sleep on the plane!” He whined as he shook me violently.
When he least expected it, I jumped out of the covers and wrapped them around his little body and tickled him all over. His squeals and laugh were contagious, making me laugh as well. After a few more tickles, I let him up. The smile on his face was priceless, and he jump
