Saturday, July 11
Mac delivered my tea personally this morning. I had been awake, but wasn’t moving too much yet. When I heard the rap at my door, I assumed it was Marina or Maddie, so I answered it in my jammies. Mac looked me up and down before winking with a grin and saying, “Morning, Sunshine.”
Luckily, I had on cute yellow shorts and a pale yellow cami. I would hate to have thrown open the door wearing some of my more scraggly looking pj’s to find Mac standing on the other side of the threshold. I still probably looked frightful, with my hair poking out in every direction and no makeup, but he beamed at me like I was as pretty as could be. I had at least brushed the morning fur off my teeth. Thank goodness for small favors.
He asked if I wanted to go on a little adventure with him
