Allena
A ray of sunlight from the corner of the room hit my eyes and I moved further into my blanket to hide from it. I stretched one of my legs outside the blanket and successfully established the perfect balance between hot and cold.
This is heaven.
I was almost back to bliss when my phone started buzzing. I pushed one hand outside the blanket toward the nightstand and, by the third attempt and knocking off a few things on the table, I finally got my hand on it.
Without looking at the screen, I picked up the call, "Hello", I said in a low groggy voice.
"This is a call from Smith Enterprise. Am I talking to Ms. Allena Ramor?" a female professional voice came from the other line.
"Yes, speaking," I said, still feeling dizzy. I am starting to regret the three cans of beer I emptied b
