The smell of fried eggs, fresh warm bread, and strong coffee was very hard to ignore no matter how much she still wanted to enjoy the warm, comfortable bed and soft sheets.
As though he too could smell the food calling and wanted some of it, she felt Tony stir next to her and make enough noise to notify his mother he was awake without screaming his lungs out. If Jane wanted to avoid an unpleasant morning involving calming a very upset, energetic small baby, she had to get him now. But gosh, the bed felt so good. After spending so long in places that made her skin crawl just by thinking about them, this was heaven.
The sheets didn’t smell of too much bleach, as though they had been rescued from a bloody crime scene. And the bed didn’t have lumps that dug into her body and made it impossi
