Chapter Sixteen
Five o’clock came much too early. My alarm let out an incessant buzz until my hand crashed down on it. It fell off the nightstand with a loud crash. This caused Watson to yelp and Ferdie to claw her way across my legs. Ugh! Whose bright idea was it to do early morning yoga? Mine. Well, Juliet’s idea if truth be told. I dragged my exhausted carcass to the shower and leaned against the shower wall until the warm jets of water became lukewarm.
Slightly more awake, I toweled off and dug out the one pair of yoga pants I owned. Juliet gave them to me last year for Christmas. They still had tags on them. I squeezed into them. Juliet must have forgotten my short curves required a slightly looser size than her slim, athletic frame. I pulled a long t-shirt over my damp curls so it
