“Mummmmyyyyyyy……”
“Mummmmyyyyyyy……”Ellie awoke with a start, her eyes meeting the darkened room, only partially illuminated by a meagre amount of moonlight which managed to leak in from behind the heavy drapes. She lay, listening for long seconds with just the sound of her own breathing, unsure if the cry she’d heard was a product of a dream or the real world.
“Mummmmyyyyyyyyyyyy……”
“Mummmmyyyyyyyyyyyy……”“Henry,” Ellie muttered to herself, throwing back the sheet. The bed was dressed in a luxurious heavy quilt. No doubt it would have been amazing in the winter, but the night had proven too warm to even try it out. Instead, Ellie had found a light under-sheet in the linen closet and chosen to sleep under that and on top of the heavy bedding.
“Muuuummmmyyyyyyyyyyyyy………”
Muuuummmmyyyyyyy
